Greetings, fellow listeners. Me, Doc, and my mom converse quickly on the follow-up of the ultrasound on my upper right quadrant the day before and if my stomach is able to hold down the contents it ingests and whether or not I can go back to enjoying my favorite meaty, sugary, carb-filled goods without puking my guts out. I then wrap up the week with my rendition of "Weird" Al Yankovic's "Livin' in the Fridge"  (Parody of Aerosmith "Livin' on the Edge") as a melodic middle finger to all of those who are able to chow down and not hurl.