10 years ago today I had surgery to remove my gallbladder.
It was surgery I didn't want and one that caused a large rift between me and my parents as my rights and ability to make a decision were bypassed. I was a sensible kid, if I'd been given just a little time I'd probably have decided surgery was the best option, but I was shocked, scared, overwhelmed and my parents just barrelling on wasn't helping.
I don't want this to be a moaning post, but I don't have a lot to say that is positive, ever since surgery I've had problems and it's hard sometimes to not be resentful.
However I do want to mark this day with something; so here is a well known song that my brother played me the night before I went to hospital and that I sang over-and-over while laid in my hospital bed. This song means a lot to me and this is also probably the only time you will see me say I like a Zombie!