What I No Longer Have
Yesterday I had my gallbladder removed. It was not being a team player. It was done laproscopically, meaning I was in and out of the hospital in four hours. The process was pretty comfortable, all things considered. Now I just have to persuade my cats that they are *not helping* by jumping on my sore spots. And yay for high-powered painkillers.
I tried all my powers of persuasion, but failed to bring my naughty gallbladder back home in a jar.
This is as close as they let you get, a felt imitation! UNFAIR.
posted by Snarkatron at 7:13 AM
7 Comments:
Sorry for having the giblets rearranged. Do heal better and quickly. Kindle needs you.
Now there's more room for the liver to swell while processing Argghhh!aritas!
Bummer on having surgery now - hope the healing is quick and the kitties learn where *not* to jump!
Your innards rebelled? What gall.
And not even a hospital stay with interns and residents cadging autographs. There's no justice, I tell ya...
Without a Gaul Bladder, how will you transport a French Whine?
Cheers
What gall!
My Mom preserved her gallstones, in a jar. (She saved Everything)
Unfortunately, due to the machinations of my ex-brother and the very criminal lawyer I mistakenly hired to defend me from him, that jar is gone, like most of the things I used to own, probably tossed into a dumpster.
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