I made it southbound to Manchester Center, saw myself naked in front of a mirror, and I was horribly asymmetrical! A big ole lump in my lower right abdomen reminiscent of the scene in Aliens when the creature was pushing itself out of the marine's stomach. A trip to the med center confirmed my suspicions. I have a hernia. The doc said that while most folks can go for years with a hernia, mine was a bit sizable and the risk of being a few days away from a road when my intestines decide to sneak out and get strangulated, was an unacceptable risk...
So, I'm home. Again. Surgery is in three weeks. I'm updating my blog, researching publishers of photo books, and thinking about spring ...