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downTopic: Yours Truly
Ding Dong, the gallbladder's out, the gallbladder's out, the gallbladder's out. Ding Dong, the Gall Blad Der Is Out!
No, it's not the drugs. It can't be the drugs because the drugs made me sick. I stopped taking them a number of days ago and I'm flying by with Extra Strength Tylenol and Ibuprofen. No, that little ditty is courtesy of my current read, Wicked.
The title is really quite fitting for the second surgery of my life. My c-section was certainly easier than my lap choley. I'm not sure why. Maybe because the pain meds made me sick or maybe something about being put under vs having a spinal. And speaking of being put under - everyone who told me it was easy, relaxing, drift off to sleep calm...you LIE! All I felt, after walking into the operating room (yes...same day surgery patients get to walk into the operating room), hopping up onto the table, and having the IV inserted, was extremely dizzy. Coming out of it was not so dreamy either. Lots of teeth chattering and shaking, which a shot of demerol took care of, along with nausea which the med thay gave me for that didn't even touch. The nurses had me dressed and in a wheel chair within 20 minutes of waking. It was another 15 minutes getting post-op instructions and then I was heading home. The following three days were spent in Vicodin hell. I needed the pain relief but the price was nausea. At one point I even thought maybe I wasn't taking enough so I took 2 (the bottle said 1-2 tablets every 4 hrs) and let me tell you, I thought I just might be heading back to the hospital. While my resting heart rate is a nice low 60, after two Vicodin, it dropped down to 54. That, along with feeling out of it and dizzy and nauseous, had me worried. You can bet big money on the fact that you'll never catch me at an NA meeting saying "Hi, I'm Joy. I'm an addict and Vicodin was my drug of choice." Let's see...oh yes, I also developed a hematoma under one of the incisions - quite painful. According to the dr, warm compresses should have caused the blood or fluid to "spew out", but not so in my case. It's still there and it looks like I'll be one of those for whom it is slowly, slowly reabsorbed by the body.
I haven't been brave enough yet to try out some fatty foods, so I don't know for sure, but everything points to it being the solution. All in all, I'm glad I had it out and I can also honestly say I've had my fill of surgery!
