Two Thursdays ago I was brutally attacked by my gallbladder after eating a couple of pieces of pizza. I didn’t realize that I had gall stones, but the combo did a number on me.
I’ve honestly never had to deal with such pain before, and by 11 pm, I was begging Josh Whitehead to run me to the ER. He was kind enough to take me – and it wasn’t until 20 minutes after I got the morphine (around 3 am, I think) that I finally felt OK again.
This Tuesday, I had laparoscopic surgery, and my gallbladder is no longer with me.
Today, I’m feeling great, other than four sets of stitches, a yellow-bruised belly, and some soreness.
Glad you are doing good! Have a great one!
Dude…that’s horrible that you had to go through that. Glad everything turned out okay. Nice pic!
Thanks, guys! Not the most fun experience, but I’m glad they’ll be removing the stitches tomorrow.
Glad your feeling better again. I had emergency appendectomy surgery as a youth – it was pretty painful- I can’t imagine how much worse it was as an adult.
Did you ask them if you could keep the little sack of bile?
(It’s like going to the mechanic: You want to see the part they yank out. Keeps them honest.)