I should be up in Utah right now enjoying 10 awesome days at a really nice ski resort with the family. But nooooooooooooooooooo... So, although I thought I had my gastrointestinal issues under control, and since the gall bladder ultrasound was inconclusive, I thought I was home free. I went almost a month without any trouble at all, and then... It came back with a vengeance typically reserved for Bruce Willis movies. I didn't change my routine, didn't change my diet. The only change was doubling the amount of PPI's I was taking on the orders of my Gastroenterologist. It started on Christmas night. I spent the entire night and into the next day in complete, excruciating agony. It's been back and forth since then, but hasn't completely died down at all. I think I've had about 12 hours of sleep in the last 9 days. There was no way I was going to leave town for 10 days in the condition I'm in. I had to wait to get in to the Doctor as he was out of town. Now, I have an MRI scheduled for Friday and if it reveals what we assume that it will, I should be having my gall bladder yanked within a week. So much for that non-refundable 10 day resort stay. Oh, and the new eye drops my Ophthalmologist gave me to control my ocular pressure have made my eyes perpetually bloodshot and feeling like they are fucking fire 24/7, they've also made my vision more blurry and fucked up than an Anton Corbijn action photo... Fuck me runnin' Other than all of this though, Christmas was good. How was everybody else' Holiday's?