With my last post, I jinxed myself. Our next call was shitty pants.
LOL!! POO! Down on POO! God sure thought to humble us when he made poo. How can we fool ourselves into thinking we are so great and so wonderful and so intelligent, when we also, without fail, make poo every day? And, when we get sick, every 15 minutes, in the ambulance, in a bedpan (and etcetera), during a two and a half hour transfer. Ohhhh, I earned my money this morning, I tell you.