I was recently discharged from the hospital for emergency surgery on various parts of my digestive system and it got me thinking about how glad I am that I moved to Canada. The reasons are mostly due to the fact that the quality of life here is much better than what I had back in Detroit but also financial as I'm sure the week long hospital stay along with two surgeries would have set my bank back about twelve months had I been required to have the operations done in a hospital back in Michigan. Without getting too political, I would strongly recommend anyone who is opposed to health care reform or social medicine in the U.S. take a good long look at the situation you're currently in.

I had some stones in my gallbladder and, one day, a few of those jumped out and decided to block my bile duct which stopped the flow of bile to my stomach. The bile, not having anywhere to go, backed up into my blood stream. I was yellow like Roark Junior in Sin City. Bad scene but much better and recovering now.

It's amazing how much being in excruciating pain can suck the life and creativity out of you. I had the stones for about a year and a half (yeah, I procrastinate with health problems...I'm male) and during that time I never realized how much it was changing me mentally. I developed severe depression to the point of having some very fatal ideas. Once I realized what had crept up on me, I saw my family doctor and she promptly prescribed pills. Normally I'm against prescription drugs, even aspirin, but my mental state is much better now and I'm slowly creeping back to my normal, somewhat happy self.

So, to my new watchers I have to apologize for the lack of activity on this account. However, given some time things should start rolling in again.

Yeesh, since when do I post blog-like journals here on dA?