Recovery

I had surgery. Nothing emergency....my gall bladder had to come out. I've had a odd rock like feeling under my right rib cage for awhile now so I finally broke down and went to the doctor.

I wonder if it is age that sends you to the doctor more as you get older. I constantly worry about getting sick with something. But this one worried me. Why in the world would I feel like I have a rock stuck under my ribcage. So I headed to the doctor. After explaining some of my problems I was having my doctor looked at me and said, "I bet it's your gall bladder." I sat dumbfounded really b/c I would have never thought of that. I seriously thought much worse then that. So I went in and had an ultrasound done and it showed no stones but tenderness in the area so I went in for a scan that measures how fast a certain high fat fluid that is injected through an i.v. into your system travels through your organs. Results were in...my gall bladder was only functioning at 29.5%. The cut off is between 30-35. So I sat right there on the fence. The surgeon my doctor sent me to had me take antacids for 30 days to see if it was more of a stomach issue that was maybe triggering the gall bladder to act up. I'll admit I didn't take the antacids right away but my dad asked me every other day or so if I had taken any yet...so after a week or so I broke down and started taking them. Did they work? NO. I at the end of the 30 days I went into my doctors office to meet with the surgeon and we had a date. A surgery date that is. November 3rd. The same day that my mom would have been 69 years old. I had mixed feelings about having surgery on that day. It made me sad sorta. But it also made me think that no matter what my Mom would never let anything bad happen to me on her birthday. SO we went ahead....

It's now been a little over a week since surgery. I'm feeling better then I was a week ago I can tell ya that. My biggest challenge in all of this is that I'm wiped out tired all the time. I'm a busy person and not being able to go about my normal routine is driving me nuts.

So I've had to reorganize my life a little bit. maybe that was what I needed to do anyways.