And not in a good way.

I am just home after spending the last 30 hours in hospital on a morphine drip. They have now ruled out gallbladder but are still going with the kidney stone thing. It's a long story and I have very little left in me, except to say I have very little faith in our medical system and am sorely disappointed that I was left in the hands of medical students who couldn't even pronounce my name and led us down a completely incorrect path. I will write up the whole story, if for nothing more than getting it out of my system tomorrow hopefully.

In any case, I have not much fight in me. 2 shots of Demerol, then the morphine drip had put me in a very drowsy (yet, still painful) state.

I go back to the hospital Tuesday for more tests.

This MUST end soon. I hate feeling like this.