Yesterday, I went under the knife to have my gall bladder removed. It was a laproscopic procedure, meaning the doctor cut four small holes in me, filled my abdomen with gas (evidently using an industrial-strength leaf blower), stuck the organ in a bag, and pulled the bag out.
Simple, right?
Well, it started last Monday. I had a follow up visit with my internal medicine doctor to
make sure I was properly recovering from sepsis in January and double back fusion in October, and a ureteroscopic kidney stone Roto-Rooter procedure, also in January.
As I was getting out of the car, I felt one or more kidney stones let loose (kind of like 20 electric shocks in the right kidney), and so I was sent for a CT scan on Tuesday.
The CT scan said nothing worth repeating about my kidney (which seems to be just fine) but found a possible infection in my gall bladder. This was so ambiguous, though, that I then had to have an ultrasound on the gall bladder. Which was also ambiguous. Continue reading →