The One With The Infected Gallbladder

Guys, do you remember a couple of months ago when my gallbladder tried to murder me? I was hospitalised for a small procedure that would put removal surgery off for at least 6 months but oh no, my gallbladder is a son of a bitch (sorry for my language but it’s been a hell of a bladdy week), and decided it would give me 2 months instead. Let’s time travel a couple of weeks back. On Thursday, I was quietly dying at work. On Friday, I was dying quietly at my mother’s house.  ...

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