Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Well... Seems as though the universe hasnt had its fill of making mischief, yet.
Just about the time I declaimed myself unfit for human consumption, the pain began.
Oh dopey me. I actually thought I could be stoic enough to handle THAT??
Ha! How the mighty have fallen.
I did manage for three days though. Now I just have to decide if I was clever, or foolish to wait.
End result was a visit to the ER, where I was diagnosed with pancreatitis. Generally speaking, it’s caused by either gall stones, or alcohol consumption, and of course I dont drink....
Really? One or two flavors of cancer isnt enough so we have to add pancreatitis and when thats stabilized sufficiently, we get to do surgery to remove the offending gall bladder entirely?
Do I sound bitter? I’m not, particularly. If anything, I’m rather amused that it takes this much to run me into the ground, and yet I’m still squirming.
Nyaaa! :)
Patric