Isn’t There Something Wrong With This Picture?

I was in Honolulu this past week for some surgery … having what my general contractor brother-in-law would call some “interior remodeling” done.

After a three-day stay, I found myself back at Honolulu International Airport for my Hawaiian Airlines flight home to Maui. I was dealing with a necessary-but-annoying catheter and was worried that I would have a problem going through security.

After all, the TSA will stop you if you have a water bottle or a tube of toothpaste with more than 3.5 ounces, and here I was with a plastic bag strapped to my leg. It was out of sight under my baggy sweatpants, but it has a capacity, I would guess, of some 12-14 ounces.

I sailed through without the slightest problem.

Give you pause? Sure did me.