Ep. 169 "Here Comes the Son" Wasabi, Walnut, What’s Hurting My Tummy? Wednesday LTKHLTH

In the beginning, my deliverers pull me out of my incubation station by my head. For about nine months so far, this womb has provided the optimum habitat for development. Now, being jerked out of the perfect environment by the part of me most essential to my survival, it dawns on me that Mother is pushing me out of her approximately ten-centimeter-more-or-less-dilated cervix surrounded by masked ninjas crazedly cheering her on while armed with an arsenal of shiny tools. Gravity has decided I am upside-down kicking and screaming for my first breath of air. This unsettling departure characterizes a full life, an eternity of misadventures, good-bad, who knows?

Life's tests are continuous.