By way of keeping me in line, my body saw fit to produce an explosive lower GI event while I was doing my morning exercise. There was about ten seconds' lead time between my mental "uh oh" and the inevitable. This was not enough to get untangled from the bike, into the bathroom across the hall, and in the appropriate position on the throne. And I clogged the toilet. The aftermath involved a great deal more than the usual toilet brush.
Hey, universe. I get the message. Stay humble. Don't get cocky. Use lots of warm, wet cloths.
Oh well, if it was easy, everyone would do it. See what I go through for your education?
In any case, I'm off in an hour or so for the last infusion. Wish me well.