Reclaiming the steering..

 Exactly a month since I bid farewell to my gallbladder — that tiny drama queen who made a big scene — and I celebrated by reclaiming the driver's seat. Literally.

After weeks of enjoying the royal life in a chauffeur-driven car ....complete with imaginary paparazzi, I slid back behind the wheel today. And wow, what a moment! My car seemed surprised too and said to me....I missed you too.

For a second, life felt unchanged. Same roads, same traffic, same questionable driving by others... but with a new, slightly lighter me .....minus one organ and a whole lot of drama.

Turns out, driving yourself is still the ultimate therapy. That, and telling your car, “Don’t get used to it, I liked the VIP lifestyle!”

Feel like taking some limp....all for the sake of V.I.P treatment..🤣