About one week ago, as I was gallantly gallavanting about our nation's capitol, the lovely Mrs. Pad took ill with severe abdominal pains. After a week of these symptoms, it became clear she had an inflamed gallbladder due to the presence of gallstones. As I write this, she has been wheeled into the operating room while I sit outside in patient expectation.
The removal of a gallbladder is a pretty standard operation and the likelihood something will go wrong is low. Still, if you happened to read this blog, your prayers are actively solicited by me at this time.
Master of Toons