Deja Vu

This Mother’s Day was kind of interesting. The night before, Zach's parents were both over so we could both get more sleep. I woke Zach up at 11 with incredible pain in my ribs. I’ve never had so much trouble breathing before. Luckily, with both his parents there, we were free to leave for the E.R. It was about an hour before I had an I.V. in me and the pain meds turned the sharp ache, surrounding and gripping my whole ribcage, into a dull throb. We went home and the rest is a blur. Apparently, its textbook gallbladder, and I have to go back to the hospital for an ultrasound tomorrow or Tuesday. And I can’t have any fattening or greasy foods.