So, there’s a dead squirrel in my yard. It’s body is intact, I need to get it when I get home from work, I haven’t removed it yet because it’s been raining and the only thing grosser than a dead rodent is a wet dead rodent. Our yard seems to collect random junk, I’m not sure if it’s the fact that the guys we share our yard with are both mildly disabled, or if it’s squirrels/hawks, but we’ve found everything from food to pigeon parts in our yard.
So, my wife is the most wonderful wife in the world to me. However, she is also not doing so well. She has been having pain in her upper right side since Sunday evening. She thinks it’s gallbladder, went in for an ultrasound this morning, will hear back from the doctor later today or tomorrow.
She seems to want the surgery for it, I’m less enthusiastic for her to go under the knife. I know it’s safe, but I think diet changes may be better, since after it she’ll need to make many of the changes anyway (which will be sad since she loves pork), and she’s young and everything. Also, it’s not confirmed that it’s the cause, it’s only what Dr. Google thinks, and Dr. Google is kind of a quack.
Last night she said something really sweet to me. She said that she’s sure a lot of people would want my kid. I know it implies that she doesn’t, but I’ll take what I can get for now.
Good news! It’s not gallbladder, but is probably an injury from doing a backbend or could be something else, we’ll know maybe in a few days.