The short version is I had been in the hospital since 1/20 for some much needed surgery.
The long version is 'icky,' but I'm saying that so that if there's anyone fighting this fight that needs an ear, here I am. In 2017, I was diagnosed with colon cancer. Now we've got that on the run and my plumbing has been, along with a few alterations, put back together. On the plus side, along with the reconstruction, my surgeon also removed my appendix and provided an unsolicited tummy tuck.
Now I have the body of a Greek god, until I turn around. Oops. It also turns out that Greek gods have little bitty.... well, never mind.
So, when you see me flying a bomber or C-47 on lame-ass tame-ass missions, rest assured of two things. 1. I'm having the time of my life and 2. I'm sitting on a donut.
Aftereffects of all these are only two things. The first is I have zero attention span and second is.....Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz zzzzzzzzzzz