Gall Bladder Ectomy

At 7:30 this morning they dragged my groggy wife away on a wheeled bed and three hours later a nurse was pushing her out to the car in a wheelchair. She had three incisions in her mid-section, was short one minor …wait let me check Wikipedia … organ and crumpled in her fist was a script for Dr. House’s favorite pills.

Isn’t modern medicine so amazing? I can’t help but think of that scene from Star Trek IV when the crew of the Enterprise travel back to the then current time (1986) and they have to rescue Chekov from a hospital because Bones is worried for his safety in the hands of practitioners of barbaric 20th century treatments. Imagine how we would react to what constituted the practice of medicine in the 18th century if we somehow found ourselves there.

She is still a bit sore and the vicoden is keeping the edge off, but she helped me cook dinner, washed the dishes and we walked around the small block in our neighborhood afterward. Current plan is to return to work next Monday.