A Joy in Life

So . . . . . it's come to another post from Yo boy the Big Man. And in reality I still don't have much to say. So why post? Well, because it lets the crazy out of the upstairs, and in reality, who don't love reading my crazy teachings? Yes, I am aware of my poor grammar use there and the excessive comma use. I almost feel like a high school freshman going nuts with the comma button. You, know, putting, commas, after, every, other, word, or, something, along, those, lines. So, I am back in the local Joe joint enjoying a cup of my cold brew. I am still drinking the diabetic specialty. Sugar-free syrups and no creamer. But it's alright. I have been known to refer to my case as the curse from the pancreatitis and I guess it's all for the better. I'll complain here for a second. I mean I am ok with the finger pricking every meal. But the shots every meal and 2 in the morning kinda suck. But here's where it is bad. Since the doctors decided to take out my gall bladder I occasionally get fairly painful sensations in my abdominal region. They told me that is frequent. And then there's the other bad thing that stems from the lack of a gall bladder. Enough about that. I'll try and be innovative here with the blog. Does anyone happen to have a question for me? It'll be kind of a "Dear Abby" type thing. Ask away homies.