well this old granny is still in the land of living and has survived another surgical intervention!
Out came the old, and judging by the size of the stones, defunct gallbladder!
I am a bit bruised and still a bit sore but thinking back to the other surgeries I’ve had before the invention of keyhole – this is a piece of cake!
Things are not quite so straightforward in french – my second language skills are not nearly as good as I would want them to be, but we managed.
The september weather is truly glorious, a cosy fire at night but warm enough for lunch on the terrace. The prospect of getting fit again to walk the dog down the country lanes, and to enjoy food again and leisurely lunches with friends.
What could be better?
Certainly here is one contented old lady.