Goodbye gallbladder...and our New Yorker is home

Well, that was a long night last night. 4hrs in the ER and a diagnosis of inflamed gallbladder for Kev. Surgery most likely Monday morning. Sigh. Talk about piling on the stress in one week. This was a tough one. The silver lining is that our Hays is home as of 230am.  Thankful Nina and Poppy Stegs could get her and she could rest there, bc Kev and I were still out at CVS at 230am.  We all slept in til almost 11am (which wasn't enough). Then me off to Walmart for more Christmas shopping and then off to Steg Christmas for all of us.  Kev sat on the couch for most of it snuggled in a blanket with the chills. And while we feasted on prime rib, he sipped his bowl of chicken broth. Pretty torturous I'm sure. But it was good to see family and celebrate an early Christmas and Loggy's 5th bday.  I think my fav party of the evening  was watching him open his paw patrol mission patrol.  He was sooooo happy!  "Hip hip hooray," he said over and over again!  But we are worn out...more than ever.  Honestly we need a whole week off to recoup from this stinker of a week.  But no rest for the weary and sick.