View from the comfy chair

Iwas enjoying a “Power Nap” in my comfy chair when my wife shook me awake, which was challenging enough, and then she gave me some dreaded news, “Joel, this letter came today. You have to go in for a colonoscopy.” “Oh, goody,” I said, not wanting her to notice my trepidation. Every five years, I get the good news! She replied, “It says you need to call the gastroenterology office ...