My insides are out.
Thanks to the fine surgeons at The University of Chicago, I traded my mangled colon for a cute little stoma. It moves when I poke it, and it’s still strange to have a bit of intestine running through my abs.
This video clip from A Knight’s Tale cracks me up, because the threat of turning entrails into extrails (which is not a real word, by the way) would strike many people as incredibly unrealistic. Not us.