P.A.I.N.

I am not thrilled to be having my gall bladder out. Who really wants to
have surgery? Especially when you have a newborn at home. Good grief!

But at the same time I CANNOT wait to get rid of it!
I was in the ER again last night after a really bad attack.
It is the most intense pain I have ever had aside from labor.
This time I got sick and threw up the dinner I had just eaten 30
minutes prior. Not fun. Anyway, the ER was packed last night and by
the time the triage nurse called me back for assessment, I had no pain.
I chose to go back home and just take a pain pill to keep things at bay.

I know it was my own fault. Every time I have an attack, I am really
careful about what I eat. Then a week goes by and I start to take risks.
Monday night I had a small bit of cheesecake and since nothing happened
and there were leftovers, I decided yesterday, that I would have a
whole piece. Oh, it tasted so good! You would think I would learn
my lesson. I guess I have a really thick head sometimes.

So, next Wednesday I get to have my gall bladder removed.