I spoke too soon
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Literally the next morning after my last blog entry, I woke up with the horrible pain in my abdomen. I made it to school and was waiting in the hallway for my teacher to get there, as I'm more often than not about an hour early for class. However, the pain kept getting worse and I put my sunglasses on to hide the tears. For the most part, my classmates kept teasing me to wake up (apparently wearing sunglasses indoors means you're asleep) until the one who happened to be directly in front of me noticed the tears coming out from behind the lenses. One thing led to another, teachers started making phone calls, and before I knew it I was in an ambulance being taken to the ER. Mind you, my concern wasn't so much the pain, as it was the fact that it was less than 2 weeks till the end of the semester and I was about to miss both my classes that day, potentially the class the next day, and I had a project due for that next day class. The stone, as it turned out, hadn't actually passed and I had no signs of infection. However, it was in a position where it was causing the pain and discomfort, and while I was given the option of holding off on surgery and being released with pain meds, the surgeon who came to discuss this with me pointed out that I'd had the pain the day before as well as that day and she wouldn't have been surprised if I wound up right back in the ER the next day anyway. I figured I'm already there, I already had an IV in my arm, and while I did miss classes, I only missed one of each class, so unless something huge was announced in one of those sessions, I wasn't gonna fall too far behind. So I had the surgery to remove the stone and gallbladder. I was starving when I went in, and I was starving when I came to in recovery. They kept telling me that I couldn't eat for at least an hour due to the anesthesia, and I learned the hard way why that was when I had maybe 2 sips of cranberry juice and went all exorcist on them about 10 minutes later.
All in all, everything is now better with me. I've since been cleared by all doctors to return to my normal routine and exercise, building my way back up slowly of course. My sister just this past weekend was in the hospital for a similar reason; evidently she has a stone and it passed, only it was stuck in the connection between the gallbladder and her pancreas, leading to pancreatitis. She was released sunday morning and thus was able to spend her first real mother's day as a mom with her baby, but will have to see her doctor in a few weeks and a surgeon in about a month for her surgery.
So much fun for this family! All is okay though, as I said. My sister's on a strict diet due to her situation, and I'm back to normal, although I've discovered that food passes through my system a bit quicker now, so I'm hungrier more often and when I have to go to the bathroom I really have to go. That said, I'm apparently still losing weight, even though I'm not entirely trying. Good perk to having had my gallbladder removed? I suppose so. I have to admit I feel much healthier now, with the exception of the current head cold I'm fighting. Without thinking about it I've also drastically changed my diet to healthier fare (I have a newfound craving for salads, it seems)
NOW I can get back to work on this!
Note: I managed to finish out those classes well, the project I'd had to turn in late got a 100, and my final projects that I was stressing so much over both got 99's :) No news on final grades yet, but I may have pulled off 3 A's and a B, potentially all A's though