As I sit here trying to work on my laptop in bed with my fancy new pillow with the little arms to sit up with, trying to move in a way that lets me breathe without pain; I simply can not wait until tomorrow!
Tomorrow, tomorrow, Geebes, the gall bladder gets kicked out tomorrow! I’m only a day away!
The hubster asked how soon I’ll be able to eat real food. I told him that the doctor said pretty quickly, but I don’t know how soon I’ll want to test foods. It has been a week of eating plain tortillas and yogurt. I pushed it a little tonight and ate a little more of extra food. And in revolt Geebes the gall bladder is trying to beat me up from the inside! I can’t wait for him to be gone!! He is a bully and mean!
My kiddo suggested we go to Applebee’s tomorrow to celebrate. Ha! Nope. We last went to Applebee’s for this kiddo’s birthday almost a month ago. At that time I was able to eat one and a half cheesesticks from the appetizer platter and a few tortilla chips. So now, as I sit here feeling like a knife is being stabbed just under my rib cage; no I don’t want Applebee’s tomorrow. I don’t want any food. Food sounds evil right now. But I know it isn’t food! It is Geebes! Geebes is the evil one. And must have a knife in there!
Tonight I am thankful for tomorrow! Tomorrow at 12:15 Geebes is getting kicked ooouuutt! Evicted! Out of here! I rarely hate. But I hate Geebes right now. Geebes is mean and seems to have a knife. Horrible, horrible Geebes! Good riddance!!
Here is a picture of me smiling because I had only eaten tortillas and hadn’t eaten anything in hours. This was before I dared to eat something other than tortillas and yogurt – gasp, shock, how dare I?!?!? Geebes did not approve! Grumble, grumble, grumble, grumble.
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