I’m starting to feel a little better. My mom has been cleaning my kitchen, and the floor sparkles. My dad fixed the bubbling countertop over the dishwasher and he installed the new showerhead. Oh, the new showerhead is amazing.
I’ve been able eat a little bit. My mom made meatloaf for dinner and I ate a small piece without issue. I even had a few bites of a piece of Cheesecake Factory cheesecake.
Reggie is having the time of his life with my parents here. My dad has been wearing him out throwing Purple for him to chase. He’s also been a good nurse for me.
The surgeon said I had a uniquegall bladder that was oddly shaped. It took her an extra 30 minutes just to map out the anatomy of my gallbladder. I had three stones half the size of golf balls. She said it was going to come out soon because it was in pretty bad shape. So now the surgeon wants me to take two weeks off work. That’s a week longer than I had expected, but it’s probably smart. With MS, I don’t know how wiped out I’m going to be for a while.