Allow me to clear my throat.

I'm going in for an upper endoscopy tomorrow; basically having a little camera shoved down my throat to check everything out in there. Given my history of smoking and such, and my dad having died from esophageal cancer, these things always make me a little nervous. But hopefully everything is O.K.! The only downside is that they need to knock me out—well, sedate me, I'll probably conscious and just not remember it—so I'm going to be largely useless for most of the day.

On the plus side, hopefully everything will come back hunky dory and I'll have some peace of mind.