Three = the number of nights Miss M. has slept in undiepants! Three nights ago, she announced "I'm not going to wear diapers anymore, I'm going to sleep in undiepants". And that was that. She's been day trained for months, and pretty much night trained - although she was sleeping in a diaper, it was nearly always dry. But every time I'd suggested ditching the night diaper, she'd resisted. I kept suggesting, gently, and I guess it sank in. I'm so happy to never have to buy diapers again!!!
One = the number of cholecystectomies allowed per my insurance company's authorization for surgery. That's a good thing, since I only have one gall bladder. By this afternoon, I will have no gall bladder.
One of my friends had (not all at the same time, obviously) a c-section, a gall bladder removal, and some other abdominal operation -- the exact nature of which I can't remember right now.
ReplyDeleteShe used to tell everyone that she had a smily face etched on her tummy.
Wishes for a speedy and relatively painless recovery. They do give you good drugs afterward, don't they?
Yes, I am wishing you good drugs as well as a speedy recovery and other lovely things. Let us know how it goes!
ReplyDeletebravo, bravo to the undiepants! and that i revel in saying it.
ReplyDeleteBest of luck in your recovery.
ReplyDeleteAnd congratulations on the underwear situation!
Good luck with the removal. I hope you have a quick recovery.
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