Currently sitting in the airport terminal waiting for my flight to San Fran and it just donned on me that this is the first time I am flying after having my gallbladder removed.
DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?!?!?!
Maybe my abdomen won’t inflate to the size of a woman in her 8th month of pregnancy. And maybe I won’t feel like I am being stabbed repeatedly. And maybe I won’t want to scream because of horrendous cramps.
Even if my typical flying experience is slightly improved, getting that organ pulled out of my belly-button will be so worth it (not that it isn’t already proving its worth).
- Me: I had the most amazing dream last night!!
- Mia: Did it involve Meryl Streep?
- Me: ...of course!