Gallbladder extraction was a success. Feeling a little better than I did last night. Definitely not as bad as a c-section, but still not entirely cozy. Thank you pain meds for making it somewhat possible for me to sleep.
Time to rest and see if I can return to work later this week. Can't stand to sit around and do nothing for too long. Can't sit by and watch the house grow a new level of dust and colony of dust bunnies. God love J, but his version of clean and mine are on completely different levels. I am no June Cleaver, but I do have an idea of how things should be around here. No idea why, though. With kids and pets I am fighting a losing battle. Yet, I continue to fight it. Stupid, I know, but I do get some satisfaction from a semi-clean house.
