John took me to the ER where it was determined I needed my gall bladder out stat, but they sent me home. I had never had gall bladder issues before and this shocked me. I didn't know to demand it come out now and I was in such pain I just did what they said.
I went home. My friends called a doctor and he was going to work me in the next day. I had the ultrasound the next day then I went to see him. He said it had to come out it was in terrible shape and I wasn't well.
|On the way to surgery|
It was a rough week. Luckily, I have great friends and a mom that cooked for me and brought be goodies and puzzle books. I made it!! I went back for my followup and was told how close to death I was. That is some scary stuff. I was also told if I had died that first night my husband could have sued because it was evident that the gall bladder was scrapping the liver raw giving me a bad infection. It took a while for that infection to clear, the stones were so giant it rubbed the liver raw. I had two big stones a 1 inch and a 1/2 inch. I had asked for a souvenir since I was paying all that money for the surgery. It took an extra incision but I got my souvenir.
|the 1/2 souvenir|
A year later, I am doing well. However, since I never had an symptoms until it went bad I'm not sure how I should feel. I feel great though and lucky God spared me through the infection. And I would like to thank the lovely staff at Lourdes for treating me so well. I would like not to thank the ER staff....who tried to kill me.