Friday, September 16, 2011

Mule Kicked

If anyone can catch the mule that kicked me in the belly please give it a good whack for me. Maybe it's because I am trying to take less of the pain meds, but I surely feel like a mule caught me a good one since I awoke this morning. Dang, my innards are on pissed off mode, mad as hell about someone messing with them, cutting, removing parts and cauterizing. The sutures and staples itch, and underneath it, very angry for being tampered with, is my body.

I've tried to apologize but it has not done anything to change the current condition.
Maybe I need a mediator. Peace talks with my Liver who is missing his pal Mr Gallbladder.
Anything.

have a good night,
k

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