Triple Whammy

After a rush to the emergency room on Sunday because of intense back pain, Chris was given narcotics and an appointment for a colonoscopy. We drove up to American Fork hospital on Monday and they did a top endoscopy, down through his throat to check his stomach. He was pretty out of it when he woke up. He asked me 4 or 5 times what time his appointment was the next day. Then we got to go back up to American Fork hospital on Tuesday for his colonoscopy. Woohoo. It went well, he had 2 polyps taken out, so that is good! He was even more loopy when he came out the second day. He was going on about a sparkle bandaid, talking like a drunk man, to the nurse. The nurse ended up giving him a Daffy Duck bandaid to take home. I felt like such a terrible wife, making him stay on clear liquids for so long. His last meal was on Saturday night...and he lasted until late Tuesday afternoon. His pants are a little too big now :)

Sporting his third IV bandage of the week

His first meal in 70 hours. He had a hard time finishing it.

GOLIGHTLY! 2 WHOLE GALLONS IN 2 DAYS!