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Hubby was up and showing off this morning.  Got all ready to go to the gym before I climbed out of bed.    Didn’t have the heart to tell him I had already been up two hours earlier and opted to go back to bed before the gym.   It is almost easy to talk myself out of going when he is home.  Almost.  Next week the pool will be closed all week, not just Christmas day.  I am not pleased.  I am considering going and walking on a treadmill but am pretty sure that will really aggrivate my gout.    Will give it a try anyway and see. 

Not gonna have an upper GI series.  I am scheduled to have an endoscopy early next month.  Fun Fun.  At least I don’t have to be awake for it, or have to stay more then an hour.  If my stomach and pouch have grown back together,(called a fistula)   pretty certain I am gonna be livid.   I will have to do the whole thing over again, and pay for it, again.   I should be down way over 100 lbs by now and am not.  Even with all the working out.    Well, I have to go start supper for the boys.  Hugs bugs and butterflies, and in case I get really caught up in my world and don’t say so,  Merry Christmas Everyone!  God Bless!