It’s still summer and we’re still dealing with poop–yesterday because we were concerned at how dark Doc’s was. We ended up in the ER again (because American healthcare really doesn’t give you another option on a Sunday night) and he does have a little bit of internal bleeding, probably from the diverticulii poking at his guts.
He wasn’t in pain, his vitals were fine, and his white blood count was just barely elevated, so we got to go home and just monitor everything until the follow up tomorrow with the doctor who treated him in the hospital.
Truly, universe, I’m ready to stop talking about poop. Any time…