Quick update: They have scheduled my gall bladder removal for next Wednesday. Today I get the full rundown on how long that means I will be out of commission (probably 5 days) and have some tests to schedule for later in the week as surgery prep.
In the meantime, the current debate is whether or not my mom flies up for the big event. I love my mother. And I love her even more for wanting to be here. But, I’m a selfish grownup and the idea of spending a whole week cleaning my house to get it ready for her arrival and trying to “entertain” when I’ll be laid up with books and magazines and bad tv if I get my wish… well, I’m a bad daughter, and I kind of hope Mom stays home and sends flowers. I know, I’m going to hell.