Okay, so you know about the gastroenterologist, but if you don't want to know more, stop reading now.
I mean it.
The diagnosis is...
(Okay, if you're peeking and you don't want to read about bum stuff, you should have stopped when I told you. Last chance.)
(Hey! I said last chance!)
Actually nothing major, which is a relief. However, I still have to have a...
(If you made it this far and that's testing your limits, TURN BACK NOW.)
...test, which involves a, er, probe.
On Thursday. So if you lasted right through to here, stay tuned for a blessedly brief report after that.
Now back to the usual words, music, and comment.