Funny story, on Thursday April 16th, I began to have severe pain on my right side below my rib, just over night. It was a pain that I have never experienced before and with all my other pain, it put me over the edge.
My mom then took me to the Urgent care, which I thought I had gotten a severe cold from my dad because of my low immune system.
Turned out to be my Gallbladder (didn't think of that happening), and then was transferred to Froedtert Hospital ER to be admitted to get my gallbladder removed. The surgical team was so surprised on how quickly I had produced stones, given I had ultrasounds in November of 2014, which showed no sign of gallstones. During this process, I was in such severe pain, I was given pain meds and then the surgical team came to talk over the whole surgery and there I signed my life away. It was considered "Emergency Gallbladder Surgery" because usually it is done out patient and not done by a trauma surgeon or the way I had it done. After that, I was admitted into the hospital and to my room to have surgery the next day on Friday.
Friday came and we waited all day for the surgery to happen, around 12 I was taken to the pre-op room. At that point I was in such pain, I couldn't explain how bad it was, they had to remove my last IV cause it blew. My IV's were blowing out in a hour, which is so normal with me, so I didn't receive pain meds for over 2 hours.
Then the team came in for the surgery, and had to put a new IV in. The anesthesiologist took one look at my arm and stormed out of the room. He was livid, my veins where shot. It took 2 more anesthesiologist and over 2 hours to find a vein, which postponed my surgery. (Which pokes don't bother me anymore since I have them all the time)
They finally got a vein, and I was then was quickly transferred to OR for surgery. Usually I only have 1 anesthesiologist, but because of my POTs and it's considered a heart problem they have to have extra people on hand.
Then most of you know what happens after, I woke up in recovery and then was taken back to my room. Surgery went great! One less organ! I then spent the night.
The next couple days were rough, most people recover more easily but with all my other health issues it was tough. They kept me Saturday and I was sent home Sunday.
So far, the surgery has really messed up my whole body. But it's been almost 2 weeks since surgery and finally getting back to my normal self.
My family was hoping maybe my gallbladder was causing some of my stomach problems, but unfortunately, I have seen no improvement. Which is disappointing but I was not expecting any miracles.
I wanted to not sugar coat things, like I usually do. These past couple of months have been very crazy. With the support of family and friends, I will always get through it and I want to thank everyone who has prayed and been there for me! :)
Just another day, getting things done and trying to get back to recovery for my health.
To learn more about my other conditions: http://sydneysquest.blogspot.com/p/learn-more.html
