We’re finally out of the Stone Age

See, I can do witty blog commentary, too.

For everyone I haven’t been able to contact personally, Cliff’s surgery took place on Monday afternoon. He had his gallbladder removed in a laparoscopic procedure, which was what we fervently hoped would take place. There were several gallstones, and because he thought fast and asked the doctors to save them for him, they set aside four of the largest ones. They’re each about the size of a peanut M&M, dark brown with a dappled pattern and utterly repulsive. They’re preserved in what I think is formaldehyde – whatever it is, it’s a sickly green color and I’ve just taken to calling it ‘evil sauce.’

Cliff is doing really well now. He was a little loopy yesterday afternoon, after coming out of surgery, but that’s to be expected. He is currently completely lucid and able to move around without much pain. He’s also desperately bored, which is unfortunate, since he’s probably there for at least the next couple of days. If anyone wants to visit him, I’m sure he would be tickled.

Photos to come later.