Cholecystwhatomy?

Toni — Wed, 08 Jul 2009 07:15:15 GMT

Well, I'm glad that I haven't written in my blog for such a long time...I'm pretty bad at keeping up a blog. My day to day just doesn't seem like interesting reading to me. So, I've half-jokingly deemed my Tribe blog my personal injury (and such) diary. I guess that's kind of weird. Anyway...here's the story: *Please excuse any poor grammar, bad punctuation, incorrect spelling or never ending sentences :)* The night before Father's Day, I started to feel a bit icky. I went to bed with a stomach ache. The next day, we had a nice Father's Day celebration, from the morning to mid afternoon, all the while I'm not feeling well. My appetite is gone. I eat nothing all day. As soon as it's over I'm in bed. I really ended up sleeping away the rest of the day. Monday morning I wake up, and I am in excruciating pain. Worst tummy ache ever! Everyone's telling me to go to the doctor...like a dufus, I'm thinking "it'll go away in a little while". I'm breaking out in sweats, I've got the chills...fever? Okay, at this point, I was finished trying to wait it out. I knew something had to be wrong. So I call my doctor's office around 5pm (knowing they'd be closed). I figured I could get their hours for the next day. I'm in luck! The office reopens at 6pm. I go to my doctor, who pushes around on my belly...notes that I have a fever...draws blood...orders a pelvic ultrasound for the next day (I've been having problems with my ovaries) ...puts me on a liquid diet...tells me he wishes his students were there because mine is a strange case...says it couldn't possibly be my gallbladder or appendix because the pain is in the wrong spot and sends me on my way. Okay, Tuesday: I get the ultrasound done and wait. In pain. Wednesday: I call for my results; several times. The doctor's office still doesn't have them, the radiologist hasn't even written them up yet, I'm still on a liquid diet, I can't take anything for the pain or fever until the results are back and the office is closing for the day in 10 minutes. Oh yeah, and the not so nice receptionist on the other end of the phone informs me that their office will be closed the next day. I did however get the results from my blood test, which indicated that I had elevated white blood cells. Lovely. At this point I'm almost in tears, I'm pleading with the lady "what am I supposed to do?" she gives me a snotty "hold on!" and comes back with " the doctor says that if you're still not feeling well, you should go to the emergency room." Now we're getting somewhere. Husband comes home, drop off the kids at my brother's, and we're off to the emergency room. After multiple tests (blood work, ct scan, ultrasound, MRI), the ER doctor (this guy was great. hmm...maybe because he was so blunt that it was refreshing...or maybe it was just because he was the guy who told me what was wrong with me; which I knew would end my suffering.) comes over and says "Okay, so it's your gallbladder. It looks pretty bad, so we're going to admit you, and tomorrow they're probably just going to take the damned thing out." Oddly, it was music to my ears. I had Chronic Cholecystitis With Cholelithiasis. Basically a badly inflamed gallbladder with gallstones. I was admitted that night, and on Thursday, I had my Laproscopic Cholecystectomy. :) I can't tell you how much better I feel. Really. Oh, and I requested to see it...I wanted to see the "damned thing" that was making me feel so crappy. And they obliged by giving me some super cool, super gross pictures. Originally, I was going to use one of THOSE pictures for this blog entry, but I thought I'd creep people out. I decided to use a picture I took at the last Cherry Blossom Festival in Philadelphia. Much more pleasant.

(wo)Man vs. Mandolin

Toni — Wed, 24 Oct 2007 23:54:24 GMT

Sheesh! I should change the name of my blog to "My personal injury diary" Okay, so the day before yesterday, I'm starting dinner...I've got my potatoes washed, I'm starting to slice them on my (oh so scary) mandolin slicer. I'm slicing at a fairly quick pace...and then it happened! I sliced a piece of the pad of my thumb clean off! There was a lot of blood :( We had to bandage it three times before the bleeding would stop. So, my final bandage of the night is on...non-stick gauze (yeah right) and medical tape...my daughter drew a mummy face on it to make me feel better which worked, right up to the point when I realized that my NON-STICK pad was STUCK!! It took me about 15 minutes of soaking to remove it. Anyway...it is still icky and swollen but it is slowly healing and the pain has lessened. Mandolin 1 (wo)Man 0 Boy, I really need to write about something happy on my blog.

Ouch.

Toni — Sat, 12 Aug 2006 04:33:23 GMT

We had a car accident Thursday. I'm thankful though, that we have only minor bruising and such. :( anyway, just wanted to whine a bit I guess.

Blech!

Toni — Tue, 16 May 2006 05:22:40 GMT

Ugh! I'm having surgery in less than 6 hours...why am I still up?? Oh yea, nervous. Oh a lighter note, my husband and the kids made me Mother's Day breakfast...so cute. Anyway, the picture above is of one of the biscuits they made. It just happened that way, nobody did anything to it. How could you possibly have a bad day after seeing something like that?

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Cholecystwhatomy?

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Ouch.

Blech!