To make a long story short… my mom is sick. Her gallbladder has decided to become a rogue agent and turn on the rest of her organs (or so we assume). While the doctors have ruled out almost all other probable causes of her debilitating back and abdominal pain, they have yet to (with confidence) gather enough evidence to charge her gallbladder with the above crimes. Even today, when discussing her ultrasound results with her doctor, the sonogram technician seemed more concerned with her ‘missing kidney and cyst-like mass in its place’ than the actual gallbladder. (FYI – My mom still has both of her kidneys, and she and her doctor have no clue what the tech is talking about. CAT Scan, here we come!)

Anyway… in order to help her manage the pain they have presented her with the gift of Vicodin until they can fix her. I’d like to believe that Vicodin was the reason that she wore two watches to lunch on Easter. Otherwise, all I can say is… “Look at my pretty mommy who really likes to tell time.”