Wow what a crazy couple of days it's been. My sister and her fiance and their boys did make it down for Easter, and we had a grand time. Wyatt is officially in love with Violet and spent most of his time down here toting her around. :) Jake and Q had a fantastic time playing with the boys. We dyed eggs on Saturday night and of course, the Easter Bunny came Sunday morning. Then we went to my sister Kerrie's house for a few egg hunts and some very delicious deep fried turkey and potato salad (and my world-famous deviled eggs).
Then on Easter afternoon, I started having some pretty severe stomach pain, but I was able to ignore it since we were so busy with egg hunts and baskets and everything. About three, Kim and Chad decided to head for home (they live in Gillette) and so we all loaded up to get back to my om's house to get everything sorted. After they took off, I got all of my kiddos down for a nap. It was then that my stomach pain really blew up. I couldn't move, I couldn't do anything but lay there and cry 00 pretty much some of the worst pain I'd ever been in.
About six my sister Kerrie came down to take me to the hospital. We got there, and they gave me some morphine, and Dr. B told me flat out that he thought it was my gall bladder. He sent me for an ultrasound, and you know it's bad when halfway through the u/s the tech looks up at you and says, "Do you by chance know who the surgeon on call is???" I had so many gallstones in my gallbladder that they couldn't even count them! So they admitted me to the med floor and told me surgery would be on in the mornig.
Dr Franks came down (I requested him) and explained to me what to expect (I was unaware that all general anesthesia patients were intubated!_ and how long the procedure would take, etc. Then they headed me down to same day surgery. The anesthesiologist on call was a hoot -- we were talking about Michael Jackson and hew as like I odn't know if I believe the whole Propofol business, after all he only had 25 cc's in his system, and I'm gonna give you closer to 170! I guess the look on my face was priceless. Dr. Franks said that when he pulled my gallbladder out it was the biggest one he'd ever seen due to the inflammation. BUT he did give me some of my gallstones to take home with me (they look like teeth!) and he made me a picture of my surgery! I told him it was going in the scrapbook! ;)
I had to stay that night in the hospital (which was good because I needed the IV drugs) but got released on Tuesday morning. I'm home now, and out of work until the seventeenth. Chris has the babies this week, because I don't think it was a good idea to be taking care of my babies on pain pills, and Chris was nice enough to offer to keep them. So I'm healing now! Giant pain in the butt, but I will feel much better very soon. :)
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