I have been having some crazy pain in my upper abdomen. I was in the ER on Sunday morning, had a CT Scan, left there with some drugs and a diagnosis of stomach flu (?). Called the surgeons office, no one said a word. Monday went by just fine, was feeling a lot better! Tuesday rolls in and I start feeling pretty crappy. I go to work , and then it gets bad. Real real bad. I go back to the ER, but not before I call the surgeons office again. The gal on the phone says, oh Dr. P says that you might have a small hernia going on, and that if it gets worse to go back to the ER. I go back, the ER doc runs a few more tests (he was great!) and orders an ultra sound of my gallbladder, kidney, liver, spleen, etc…Guess who has A LOT of gallstones and sludge working? Oh that’d be me. Why they didn’t do that scan on Sunday is beyond me. So first I go from having a hernia repair to about to have emergency gallbladder removal!
I am stubborn and was like, oh no you can’t admit me! I have stuff to do before I have to come into the hospital, etc. So I convinced them that I would come back Thursday (pending Dr. P’s schedule) and get it out. I promise.
So if you don’t hear from me for a while – I’ll be back gallbladder-less!
Dear 2010, stop being sucky. <3 me.