Incoming
C came back from a visit to see her grandsons and contracted the Andromeda Strain/Black Death virus or something of that ilk. A week later, she's still fighting it off.
We've gone into biohazard laboratory lockdown mode. Masks on in all common areas, sleeping in separate rooms, etc. This is a bad virus, and I'm trying very hard not to get it because I have a colonoscopy tomorrow and a scan on Tuesday to see if an existing aneurysm grew in the last year.
C would never be this careful if the situation was reversed, but she's wearing a mask for me. I'm not used to someone being this kind.
I had to go on a low-fiber diet for three days, which is ass because my entire diet is basically some kind of fiber (fruit, cereal, brown rice, vegetables). At least I'm on the prep day now (starts at 5), because I'm ready to be done.
I'm doing the tablet prep instead of drinking gallons of disgusting liquid. This will just be taking pills at intervals and drinking entirely reasonable amounts of water (16 oz.) after each one. I'll let you know if it's better than the old method.
We're going mask-free after the procedure tomorrow and resuming commingling, thank goodness. It's been a challenging week, though.
Eli 23.4 returns to Colombia on Saturday. It will be his third trip, and he'll be doing more interviews as part of his field research.
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