Yeesh...
The same day I posted originally about my gallbladder difficulties, I ended up making an emergency trip to the hospital. The pain was just too much to deal with, so just shy of midnight my husband bundled me up and took me up the hill to the hospital clinic.
I've just gotten home from a week in the surgical observation ward.
An ultrasound and an MRI (which was really neat) and a crapload of bloodwork showed that I've got quite a few of the more troublesome size of gallstones. The doctors seemed to think that the pain that sent me to the hospital was probably because I was passing a stone.
I'm feeling much better, but I've still got that pesky gallbladder inside of me. I go back in two weeks for a 'kontroll' as they call it here. More bloodwork and a followup ultrasound. Only then will they decide if they're going to put me on the table.
Glad I get a two week rest before more bloodwork. I've got four punctures in each arm and the brusing is awful. I've got such tiny veins that they have to use infant needles. Even so, they had to saw the needles back and forth to get them to 'bite'. It's such an awful feeling.
Anywho...I'm on a very plain diet for now. With any luck, I'll drop a few pounds to boot. That can't be a bad thing.
Oatmeal...again? Becky A