I know I haven't blogged in a while...you are not going to BELIEVE what I've been through lately!
Things have been going pretty smoothly here in my new home in Virginia...that is, until last week.
Last week we had the crazy earthquake. Mere days later, I wake up at 6:30am with extreme upper abdominal pain and vomiting. I call an ambulance, they rush me to the ER where I wait 3 hours to be seen by a doctor. Once the doctor DOES come in the room, she says "abdominal ultrasound" and walks out. Two more hours later, I find oyt that I have several gallstones. Yay.
They Schedule me an appointment with the surgeon to "discuss my options" the next morning at 9am.
I arrive at my appointment, fill out a ton of paperwork. The first sentence out of the surgeons mouth after introducing herself are "i would like to remove your gallbladder at 1pm today."
I thought I had options. I thought I had TIME. Nope. She said my white blood cell count was elevated, signaling a possible infection.
All of a sudden everything is a blur. She rushes me downstairs to get some blood work done. I'm frantically on the phone trying to get Mr. Dogtags to the hospital. It was considered an emergency surgery and I was going to need someone to take care of me the following days after surgery. I know to some people, gallbladder surgery doesn't seem so bad...but to me, I was terrified. I've never had any health problems in my life so this was all new and scary to me.
It took over 5 hours to get Mr. Dogtags from his post, to the hospital where I was-only ten minutes down the road. That was a while aggravating, stressful situation that is best saved for another blog post, another day.
The surgeon graciously allowed me to postpone the surgery a few hours until Mr. Dogtags could get to the hospital. Within minutes of his arrival they whisked me away to surgery.
The NEXT DAY hurricane Irene hit at a measley category 1 and knocked out our power to the WHOLE upper half of Virginia. We have been without power for 4 days now and are not expected to regain power until this Friday or Saturday. (over a week without power)
Do you know how hard it is to recover from surgery when you can't stay cool? I've been so uncomfortable these last few days and the end is not in sight. :(