Hello lovely people
Thank you once again for your well wishes.
I had my op done on Friday and they kept me in until Sunday afternoon before discharging me. I was very scared about the anaesthetic but that's the control freak in me - I HATE not being in control of my own body and don't do illness or infirmity very well at all. As I have BUPA insurance via the dark and gloomy place, I took advantage of that and had my op done in a lovely private hospital very close to where I live. The op went well - and when I came 'round they presented me with a sample bottle FULL to the brim with gall stones (delightful!!) which measure around .5 of a cm each - think pea shingle!! I'm going to regravel the drive with them I reckon !! Although my other half delights in freaking the kids out by shaking them at them, I'll spare you from posting a photograph!!
I think the worst thing immediately post op was the removal of a 'drain' tube I had left in - I'm sure the nurse yanking it out left further bruising inside - it's a feeling I never want again. She nearly had to peel me off the ceiling but did say that had she warned me how horrible it would feel then I wouldn't have let her do it!!
My recovery has been a bit up and down really. Some days have been better than others. Some days, like yesterday, were vile and I spent most of it berating myself for having the bloody thing done in the first place. The nausea is the worst thing. I feel constantly sick - again some days are worse than others - but I'm hoping that this is just because my body is adjusting to coping with having a bit of it being removed. I've tried chewing fennel seeds - bleurghhhh!!! I hate aniseed and as fennel tastes like aniseed then I can't stomach them without heaving. I tried peppermint tea which was no help at all. I tried not eating. I tried eating little and often - and nothing is working right now. That said, it is still very early days and as usual I'm probably being a little too impatient with myself. I want to be out and about and enjoying the run up to Christmas. At the moment even washing my hair is a chore which leaves me feeling exhausted.
I'm sure I'll be back to fighting fitness very shortly. In the meantime I'm thankful that I can snuggle and hibernate (and burp a lot). Sigh.
See you soon!