So New Years Eve I ended up in the ER...can't say I missed it. I was a big tough girl, or so I like to tell myself. I will say though that there were a few tears that HAVE made it down the side of my face simply because I at times feel betrayed by my body. How can it be such a horrible sport? OK, whatever, I just always try to remind myself that I have so many blessings.....so, I will not go there. So, another ultrasound was performed and "Helllloww" stones (remember that episode of Seinfeld where Jerry doesn't wanna give up the voice? Classic!) nice to confirm your existence once more, as if your manifestation of excruciating pain were not enough to convince me of your continued undesired existence. My bile duct was hovering in the realm of normal to not normal. So I was sent home. I ate applesauce for 3 days and a Red Vine which almost sent me back to the ER begging for help!
At my preop, I met my surgeon who totally treated me like a human. Aye Dio mio!!! Seriously, he shook my hand, gave me eye contact, listened to me and calmed my concerns for bile dumping. He EVEN stepped outside to answer a call regarding a Dr. apt for his own children. I found that very endearing. He went so far as to tell me that if I called the next morning and said I didn't want to do it, that he wouldn't be mad in the least. It was my decision. He did make it clear, I would have more attacks. Boo. He said what he did differently than other surgeons was inject this dye into the duct to see if there were any stones in the duct and if there were, he would have to refer me to the GI, I would have to stay the night and have another procedure done. Surgery day, I was nervous. I made sure to tell my surgeon thanks for treating me like a human during my preop and for listening to me AND for not just sitting there and taking notes. I told him this, literally on the verge of the "ugly" cry. Lol, wish I could have blamed it on the drugs, but sadly....I cannot. What can I say, the medical community doesn't seem too kind lately. Ladies and gents, I chose the rockstar of surgeons and he saw those stones in my bile duct and removed those unwanted suckas his self.....booyah! And saved me some monay!!! Oh yeah....happy dance.
See the curious looking infinity sign drawn on my bandage? That wasn't me! What goes on in those OR rooms......hmmmm, makes ya wonder! Maybe they were watching Toy Story? To infinity and beyond!
These are the steri strips I am waiting for them to fall off. There are also 2 other curious looking pokes that are in my belly above and below that one incision in the middle. What happened there????
I need better lighting, the beautiful purple color and all its majesty cannot be fully appreciated.
Suh puhrtttyyy! I love purple, its my favorite color. I normally wear it in clothes, but on my skin for over a week? AWESOME!