And Yet Another!

In case anyone is wondering, I did have the pleasure of having my very inflamed Gall Bladder out. Going into the surgery the Surgeon had said in 95% of her cases, she was able to remove the gall bladder laparoscopicly. And as you all know with my luck I was sure I was going to fall into the 5% that had to have an open surgery. Well, I must have done something right in my past because she was able to take it out easily. I was out of the hospital the same day, and back to work the next week. Okay, not really work but at least answering phones and a little paperwork.
I really don't know what I did in the past that has lead to all this crap I am dealing with. Sure I have broken a few young girls hearts, but I have had mine broken too. I was a good kid growing up (except for those few little fires and a certain fit I threw in the Black hills). I don't do drugs (at least not the ones used without a prescription). I drink, but never as much as I could. Which gives me hope that I'm not an alcoholic..... Okay now that I think about it. Maybe there are a few things that have lead me to all this. I'm not going to mention them now, because to some of you I am perfect and don't want you to think otherwise.
At least I think I am finally on the mend. Last night I drank a beer and had a few slices of Pizza without feeling sick. Due to the overdosing of Lomotil and Metamucil my stomach problems are getting under control. I really think I am finally done with all this (knock on wood). I am sure my life is back to normal, if I actually knew what normal was. I was talking to my future brother-in-law Big D last night. We were talking about how I was doing and he said "You know I have never known you when you didn't have something wrong." He was right. He has been around now for 4 years. I think it is time for this to be over.
Since these blogs are mostly used to catch people up on what is going on in our lives. Here is my part. The Misses is busy. She is back to going to school full time, working full time, and playing army reserves full time. Which means I slip into her life for only part time (I'm really not complaining). I do what I can to help her out by doing everything I can around the house. It will all be worth it and much easier once she has finished school. Unfortunately there are way to many years left before that happens. Jeter is on the mend. It took him about 5 days before the cantaloupe was out of his system. What a rough 5 days. He just graduated from Puppy Class. He graduated at the top of his class (when there is only one dog in the class how could he not?). Everything we have tried to teach him he picks up very easy. Now if I can only teach him to shit in the toilet, life would be good. I think that comes in the intermediate class.
That's about it. I guess I should get back to my game of Spider Solitaire. Until next time GO YANKEES!