I woke up with a log in my gut. I do not remember eating pine trees last night. The log must be jammed up on the last bend. The bathroom is just across the hall. Too much pain. This log must have branches. Every step is a struggle. Finally arriving at the bathroom door to see it is locked and occupied. Like a broken old man Im moving forward doing the 6 inch shuffle. Twenty yards to go. Sweat beading. Branches poking. Urgency increases. with all the shuffling i have jostled loose The Log Jam. Three more steps to go.... apparently I had thorn apple branches,  Cactus and Pine branches last night. With all of the debris passing through the canal an old Matchbox car swallowed in the 80s was able to see the light of day again. After a quick visit to Everett clinic i was able to strut with confidence again. Thanks yall!

Doctor Graves and everyone in general surgery at TEC were compassionate and professional. My extreme anxiety was eased and my hernia surgery was performed without issue. I am recovering comfortably as I type. Thank you

He was great, I couldnve been in really trouble with anyone else.