Sans Gallbladder
I'm three and a half weeks post-op. One of my incisions isn't healing as well as the other two, but what are you going to do? Right now it looks as though I may have a second shallow belly button. I'd never thought I'd utter these words but, "here's to hoping scar tissue fills it in".
I'm not afraid to eat most things now. I had an incident with PF Chang's but aside from that things are going okay. There's no pain involved in that sort of incident, just an urgency for a restroom. I MEAN NOW.
I can still tell that my digestive track is trying to figure it all out. I have indigestion here and there and still seem to be burping more than normal. it's lessened in the past few days thought it's still there. I can't slouch all the time (Probably not a bad thing?). My gall bladder (lack there of?) area is still sensitive to intense pressure. I am wearing jeans again! I really disliked wearing those elastic wasted pants for so long.
I'm getting back to normal. I'm still careful about bending over. I never realized how far down the floor was until now. Hubby has been a champion. For the first 2 weeks I just left whatever fell on the floor there. I would ask him to pick it up later. He vacuumed once for me when a friend stopped by.
On a related note... Hydrocodone and Demerol is great! I usually freak out about my nieces rolling on the floor and getting covered in dog hair. They came for a visit around 7pm on the day of my surgery. I noticed one of the twins laying in the dog's bed WITH the dog in a full on body spoon. I remember thinking "Hrm" then going back to chatting about nothing with another niece. That would have prompted me to tell them to cut it out in normal times, but Demerol must really mellow me out. Hah!
I'm still alive. I woke up. That's the most important stuff.
Now, on to the next medical problem. Having some pain in my heel and have been for about 5 months. Time to get an insert or something and then get my life plan in order. I want kids. I need to figure out how to make that happen. That's another medical story for another day.
I'll be bahk.
I'm not afraid to eat most things now. I had an incident with PF Chang's but aside from that things are going okay. There's no pain involved in that sort of incident, just an urgency for a restroom. I MEAN NOW.
I can still tell that my digestive track is trying to figure it all out. I have indigestion here and there and still seem to be burping more than normal. it's lessened in the past few days thought it's still there. I can't slouch all the time (Probably not a bad thing?). My gall bladder (lack there of?) area is still sensitive to intense pressure. I am wearing jeans again! I really disliked wearing those elastic wasted pants for so long.
I'm getting back to normal. I'm still careful about bending over. I never realized how far down the floor was until now. Hubby has been a champion. For the first 2 weeks I just left whatever fell on the floor there. I would ask him to pick it up later. He vacuumed once for me when a friend stopped by.
On a related note... Hydrocodone and Demerol is great! I usually freak out about my nieces rolling on the floor and getting covered in dog hair. They came for a visit around 7pm on the day of my surgery. I noticed one of the twins laying in the dog's bed WITH the dog in a full on body spoon. I remember thinking "Hrm" then going back to chatting about nothing with another niece. That would have prompted me to tell them to cut it out in normal times, but Demerol must really mellow me out. Hah!
I'm still alive. I woke up. That's the most important stuff.
Now, on to the next medical problem. Having some pain in my heel and have been for about 5 months. Time to get an insert or something and then get my life plan in order. I want kids. I need to figure out how to make that happen. That's another medical story for another day.
I'll be bahk.