So I'm driving through Maine a couple days ago when my gall bladder reared its ugly head. I had an attack a few years ago and opted against surgery. I was on the road at the time and by the time I got home I hadn't had any more problems. Well, its back, and very much back. I'll be home tomorrow, doctors appt Monday. Vomit, diarreah, panic attacks, its been a rough trip home. A trip I'm making on my own dime, without a load. New Brunswick Canada to Alabama at 7mpg
