Gall Stones, who knew?

I had my Gall Bladder taken out last Tuesday.  3 and half weeks ago I had a major attack on a Saturday night.  I was up all night in major pain, making myself throw up and getting no relief.  I couldn't figure out what was going on.  I had been meditating the week prior on what it means to "suffer" for Jesus, but I couldn't imagine what I was experiencing could have anything to do with that.  The ladies at church prodded me a couple of days later that I better get in and see the doctor.  I was in later that day.  Doc said I think you have gall stones and you are jaundiced.  The next day the surgeon called and said "we need to take out your gall bladder".  I put them off for a couple of weeks to get through a conference I had at church.  The process itself went fairly smooth.  I was checked in by 11:30 or so and all dressed up in my pretty gown.  From there it was just a matter of being delayed a bit by the "hernia" guy who was in front of me.  After signing more permission forms than you do when you close on a house I was wisked into the operating table and greeted with a healthy dose of anasthesia.  They did have to untie the knot I made in my gown.  That slowed them down a bit.  I am a modest guy you know.

Since being home I haven't needed any pain medication and my appetite has been great.   It's nice to be able to eat anything I want again.  It was also nice to get my first shower two days after the surgery and take off my "dressing".  Next step is getting out for a run again.  I almost went yesterday but thought I should maybe wait another day or so.  I also tried some situps but those are definitely out of the question for a few more days.  I look forward to life without a gall bladder and all the amazing things that will bring (maybe not). 

Comments

[Scott in Longmont]

Where did you find that lovely pic??? Was yours as nice as this one?

[Marc in Tempe]

We are fearfully and wonderfully made, but at times things about the human body strike me as extra-terrestrial. Eww...