Gallbladder Surgery...

Okay, pretty soon I'll stop rambling on about my gallbladder. After all, I don't even have one any more, so what is there to say about it?

Oh, one thing I have to say to Josh F.: "No, you can't have my gallbladder!"

So here's my report of my day in the hospital.

7:00 Arrive at hospital, check in, start answering survey questions. One of the people who had questions for me complained that I gave boring answers. Every question was answered "No". Do you smoke, drink, have a heart condition, liver problems, blah blah blah.

8:15 Questioning is completed, and they leave me alone to read the book I brought with me ("Sandworms Of Dune") while I wait for my surgery, which was supposed to be at 9:00.

9:00 Someone poked their head in and said, "Have you seen your surgeon this morning?" "No." "Hmm. We haven't either."

9:30 They finally found my surgeon and put me under.

At some point later in the morning (I don't have a clue when!) I woke up to find someone leaning over me, holding me down by my shoulders saying, "It's okay, you can relax, the surgery is over, just relax, just lay still." Apparently I was tossing and turning like crazy as I was waking up.

It took me a very long time to wake up enough that I could concentrate on anything. I do remember having lunch though. Chicken (the driest chicken I've had in my life), mashed potatoes (with REAL BUTTER!!!) asparagus and...strawberry shortcake.

In the afternoon I tried to watch a movie, but they'd put me on oxycodone, which made me very drowsy. So I'd watch the movie for a couple minutes, then wake up fifteen minutes later, watch a couple more minutes...

I stayed at the hospital through supper time. Had chop suey (first hamburg I'd had in over a month and a half!), veggies, and a chocolate chip cookie. Mmmm Mmm! Chocolate chip cookie! :D

After that the surgeon showed up to chat with me and give approval for me to be released.

So, I'm at my folks' house now. Not sure how long I'll stay here...it's kind of nice to be waited on hand-and-foot. *grins*

My primary pains are in two places. The first is my belly-button, where they made the largest of the four incisions. The second is my right shoulder. When they do the surgery, they pump my abdomen full of gas (like I need MORE gas, right??) and one of the results of that is pain in the right shoulder. Does that make sense to you? I'm not sure it makes sense to me!

So, that's my story up to the moment. Now I'm going to go back to reading "Sandworms Of Dune".