Yesterday

marked nine years since I packed the smalls and all our worldly goods up into a van and drove us all up to Scotland to join the 'as he was then' him indoors to start our new life.




We worked out that big one has lived in Scotland for over half her life so far, wee one has lived in Scotland for 99% of her life so far and I've lived up here for nearly a quarter of my life so far.

Nine years later and a few things have changed in our lives, some good, some bad, some great and some bloody awful but me and the smalls keep smiling. :)

Dydd Gwyl Dewi Sant Hapus

And the results are in

I've been suffering with episodes of intense pain for the last three years, yes I know I should have done something about it all a lot sooner than now, and I finally admitted I needed to do something about it. So after visiting the Dr, having blood tests and an ultrasound scan the results have come back with the diagnosis that I have one large gallstone.



Looking back to when this all started with all the information there is out there about gallstones I think my losing 7 stone in one year may not have helped and now I fall into the fat and forty category :D

Anyway I'm now being referred to the surgeon and my Dr says the options are usually either them going in and just pulling out the stone or taking the whole gallbladder out. Can't say I'm thrilled about the thought of surgery but when you've been in so much pain you'd rather give birth drug free than face another night writhing in agony and banging your head off the wall then it's kind of a relief to know that something is going to be done to take away the pain.

Oh and I forgot to say Dydd Gwyl Dewi Sant Hapus i bawb. (Happy St David's Day to all) Tomorrow will mark 8 years since me and the smalls left Wales to live here in bonny Scotland.