Well, it was a week I hope I never have to repeat. This past Tuesday, I had my gallbladder out. It is amazing that you can go into the hospital at 6:00 AM and walk out (or kicked out?) at 6:00 PM minus one bodily organ. The worst part is the drugs they give you so you have no idea what is going on. I feel like I swallowed a bunch of concrete.

They gave me a sheet on the way home of things I should do and should not do. The most interesting one:

DO NOT MAKE ANY IMPORTANT DECISIONS IN THE NEXT 24 HOURS.

Sounds like a fortune cookie.