Last week I was MIA due to a horrible nasty stomach virus or food poisoning. I lost 10 pounds in one day is how bad it was.
Hubby: ”You need to go to the dr. Most likely need to take out some other random body part.”
Last time I was this sick it was my gallbladder going sceptic and I had to have emergency surgery and a 3 day hospital stay on super duper antibiotics.
So I went to the dr.
Why my doctor loves me:
Dr: “So what is going on?”
Me:”Blah, moan, blah, groan. But it is not all bad news! I’ve lost 10 pounds!”
Dr: “This isn’t a good way to do it.”
Me: “Perhaps. At least we can officially decree I am not full of shit!”