Today is a New Day.

May 14th 2021 (14/5/21).

And ah, yes the; "Moviprop."

You remember that massive huff of Crack Cocaine. We all assume Britain must have done on Oscar Sunday (25/4/21).

Apparently it's still not worn off.

Oscar Sunday was when Britain summoned my father for an MRI. Then bombarded the deaf person with supposedly anxiety inducing phonecall after phonecall that he could not answer.

Needless to say that scan uncovered a new problem. Some sort of shadow on his bowels.

So today they've summoned him in again for a Colonoscopy. Meaning that yesterday he had to dedicate his day to guzzling the Moviprop laxative.

Some sort of waking sedative will be used during the procedure. Meaning I'll have to pick him up. Leaving my day entirely at their beck and call.

Obviously this medical drama is going to lead to another medical drama. Just as the last medical drama led to this medical drama.

Fortunately. Once you know it's just a kill mission. It takes all the suspense out of it.

Although, I feel I have to ask;

"How much of this avalanche of stupid. Am I supposed to just quietly absorb."

"And still be expected to perform perfectly for you?"