I had my gallbladder removed a few days ago. My admission time was 7am so I was hopeful that I might get seen on the early side. It turned into a longer than expected wait. I was initially given a time of 9-9:30am and I was ready. There had been a flurry of activity early on with assessments with the nurse and visits from the anaesthetist and surgeon, so it felt like it was imminent. When the nurse came back I thought I was ready to go but it was to tell me they had rejigged

It's been a while. There's not been a great deal to report on my usual nonsense since I last updated. The usual fuckery has been fuckering on and my mental health has been taking quite a prolonged tumble for a while so it kind of just feels normal at this point. It has made daily things like work more difficult because the anxiety weasels have been a lot louder making me question my abilities and place. Some difficult decisions had to made after our Hallowe'en party that weig