Tuesday, March 1, 2011
It is still snowy and cold here in Utah, and a get-away for our last holiday sounded delightful! Well, I DID "get away" but not in the way you might think, or that I would have preferred. My holiday "get-away" was spent in the hospital having gall bladder surgery. Doesn't that sound grand? Not really, I know. It has been a long and sometimes trying week, but I am glad to be up and around again, and glad to be blogging once again.
I have known for a few years now that I have had gall stones after visiting the doctor after my first horrible attack in the night. I have simply tried living in denial that they existed until the attacks kept increasing in frequency as well as intensity. I mentioned in my last post that our Valentine's dinner was interesting....yes, I spent the night in the E.R. after dinner, almost positive that the docs would remove it right then and there. But since my white blood count was not up, and it did not appear to be an immediate threat to the rest of my body, I was given pain meds and sent home several hours later, and my official date of surgery would be the 21st of February.
So, yes, I survived the surgery, although coming out of anesthesia, apparently my heart raced to 271 beats per minute, then after being given meds to slow it down, dropped to 45 beats per minute. I had a heckuva time getting regulated, evidently. Thankfully, I was still out of it, and don't remember a thing.
Recovery has been slower than I anticipated, mixed with a lot of nausea, pain, and discomfort. Currently, I am still bruised and sore, and unable to dress in anything but sweats. I feel like George Costanza from the days of Seinfeld...("I give up!") It's just better to hear it in Jerry's words:
Ah, that show makes me laugh. Anyway, wanted you all to know I was alive and kicking, and will hopefully get up to speed and creating again here soon. Thanks for hanging in there with me!