Scene: Our car, on the drive to work this morning. (Mr. Martini and I carpool to save $$ on parking and gas. Plus, it’s fun to chat during the commute as you will see here.)
Background: My Mystery Stomach Ailment has been diagnosed as a non-functioning gallbladder, which will be removed next week. Surgery was delayed a week due to my catching a beastly chest cold.
Me: (Coughing – again) Man, this is day seven of this cough. I hope it stops soon.
Him: You really do sound a lot better than you did.
Me: One thing I will say is that while the cold was at its worst, I forgot about my stomach for a few days. But it’s back to being crabby.
Him: I know you’ll feel so much better after this surgery.
Me: I hope so.
Him: I wonder if they’ll let you keep your gallbladder afterwards.
Me: I hope not! Gross!
Him: I’d kind of like to see it. Do you think they’d let me?
Him: No, really. I’ve never seen a gallbladder before, and I bet yours is really extra gross since it basically broke down and stopped working.
Me: *shakes head*
Him: What can I say, sweetie, I love every part of you.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Filed in: Introspective