Yesterday was my surgery. I never heard how many gall stones I had, but do know that my gall bladder was severely inflamed. The doc was wonderful, told me he'd been worried about me all weekend expecting a call from the ER that I'd been admitted again. Interestingly enough, his daughter's name is spelled the same as mine, but pronounced differently.
Everything is well, so far. I hurt, but that's to be expected. I won't have all the kids home until I think I can handle them, which I doubt will be tonight. We are getting at least one home today, the middle one. He'll quietly watch TV and play computer games, so I'm not too worried about it.
- ► 2009 (20)