Bye bye gall bladder and bye bye to my record of NEVER having had surgery. Happily I tolerate general anesthesia well – unlike my unlucky sister who had me extremely worried about a horrid recovery. Everything went routinely well with my… routine… surgery.
I won the prize for the most gall stones my radiologist has seen in a long time which made the decision to try and keep my gall bladder and manage the symptoms with diet alone not really a viable one. Turns out, according to my surgeon, I have a huge liver (which prompted a third laparoscopic incision) and which is probably why I went so long before my gall stones bothered me
I’m up and around just 24 hours after surgery – able to care for baby sister and myself but still enjoying all my family helping out. I get an additional week off for my short term disability which makes it a nice trade off. Lose a gall bladder, gain another week of paid time off at home with my new little one? Can’t say that sucks!