I survived, but not without a few scars

I am back after being offline for a bit over a week. I have been moaning for ages about my stomach and back pain, and finally last Wednesday it got too much to cope with. I had started investigations with a different GP (as mine dismissed my pain as muscular), but hubby packed me off in an ambulance on Wed night. By Thursday lunchtime it was discovered that I had a badly inflamed gall bladder, alone with gall stones, one huge one about 1/3 a size of the gall bladder. That one was mobile, and so moved around, irritating everything as it went. They were astonished that I could have coped with it so swollen and painful. I was admitted into a ward, and put on somd drug therapy to see if it would settle, but the minute I ate, I was back in the world of pain. So on Sunday afternoon, I was rushed into surgery to have the gall bladder removed. After a few days recovering, and a truely stomach turning experience of having the drain removed yesterday, I am home, sore, shakey and definitely feeling very ordinary. But, I eat food, and don’t get this excruciating stab of pain through my stomach and back ….. so its worth it.

I have been sick for months, so I plan to be gentle on myself for a few months, and just cruise until I get back to full health.