If you don't read Mama Drama, you have no idea what that means, but believe me - it's not a happy thing.
My gallbladder surgery is scheduled for June 19th - nearly two weeks from now. I'd hoped to get in sooner, but if my hopes come true, it will be because an emergency situation has arisen. So while I am impatient with the delay, I don't want emergency surgery either.
Unfortunately, that means at least two more weeks of nausea, sleeping sitting up, and trying not to jostle myself too much. At least an end is in sight.
So forgive me if I am less than witty or profound. Or if I miss a day or two.
I can't wait to feel better!!!!