entry 6: post op
i got my gallbladder removed, had a good time with my wife who took great care of me. he was there when i was getting ready to go and was there when i was waking up. he got me a pretty bundle of flowers (that i have dried and displayed on my desk), a balloon and a heatable cat plush that smells like lavender. he spoiled the hell out of me by taking me home and giving me a shit ton of gifts, helped me pick up my room and did my laundry, took me on some shopping adventures.
i miss him a lot, it was our one year anniversary a few days ago and i was told the fresh relationship honey moon bullshit would be gone by now but nope im still head of heels and even more over this fag and i hope i can live with him in the future.
aside from this ive got some other health complications but at the very fucking least i can eat again after 2 years. im still getting used to the fact that i can eat a small pizza without any complications when before this a bowl of peas would leave me feeling nauseous and in pain. hell i couldnt eat a mini chocolate without it incapacitating me for a week and now i just sit at mt desk and munch of a bag of circus animal cookies like its nothing. i can fucking eat again and its amazing, im so glad im not starving anymore.
im tired as fuck still, i plan on working on my website again if i can beat this fatigue. who wouldve guessed that ive got more health bullshit to deal with.
says guy who is surprised that he is disabled