This past week was painful but also a bit relaxing. On Sunday, I was in pain all day because my stomach hurt really bad and I couldn't relax because of the pain. Later in the evening I told my mom I felt like I needed to go to the hospital. When we got there, we had to wait a few hours before they got us a room at some time at night. I forget what time but I was relieved to have a place to rest. After I told the nurses where the pain was, they did some tests on me. They concluded that I had gallstones. They gave me the option to give me medicine for the pain and send me home, or remove my gallbladder. The nurses told me the pros and cons of the two options and I ended up choosing the surgery. The surgery was on Tuesday in the morning. When they woke me up my head was twitching due to the effects of the anesthesia but when my sister came in to see me, I calmed down and the twitching stopped because I started talking to her.

The rest of day I felt okay but I felt a harsh pain the next day when I tried to walk. I felt pain and hopelessness the rest o the day. The nurses gave me pain medicine and that helped a little bit. But I slept great and I felt better early the next morning. They gave me more pain meds and they also gave a normal diet. I seemed and felt a lot better. They said I was ready for discharge and I left the hospital at noon. Now that I'm at home, I feel okay. I still need help to stand up and sit down but I can walk just fine. I hope to be well soon.

I love you all and you're all special to me and give me hope. You are not friends, you are family and thank you for all your support.