This weekend I had a gallbladder attack after a day of perfectly healthy eating. And long, boring story short, I went to see my surgeon today and scheduled my gallbladder removal surgery for next Friday.
I’m not nervous, I feel good about the decision. I am curious and hopeful about the surgery. I’ve never had surgery of any kind so I’m really… curious to see how I do. I’m really hoping I have an easy recovery because I don’t have any help and getting back to normal ASAP is crucial to taking care of four kids!
I promised myself I’d take pictures today everywhere I went and I DID! I was so proud of myself! For most of these there was at least one person watching me. I get embarrassed but for no reason. Everyone who sees me taking pictures smiles; some comment about how great it is to document moments like these.
Payson got moody right away because once he got settled on the exam table he immediately wanted off. He did that through my entire appointment. Cried for me to pick him up and sit on my lap and then immediately arched his back to get off. He’s such a whiny butt.
Brooklyn put her sippy cup on Payson’s carseat. It spilled and completely saturated Payson’s pants. He went into the hospital (I registered and got bloodwork done) wearing only his shirt and diaper. And shoes.
These were taken earlier this week, Payson bit off the nipple on his bottles so he’s switched to sippies all the time now. I was shocked when he didn’t mind the change at all. We’re weaning him off his binkies, too, and he’s doing ok with it. He falls asleep with a binky but doesn’t use them during the day anymore.