Gall bladder attack
Weight lost: 36 kilo (79,3 lbs)
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Yesterday Huib and I went shopping in Eindhoven. Not that I really needed anything, but I do love shopping. So I came home entirely happy with my new blue skirt with polka dots with a matching tights and some other stuff. The happiness didn’t last very long because before we were back home I started to have cramps in my upper abdomen. What was that?! I decided to ignore it at first, because usually pain goes away on its own, but this time it didn’t. When it became too much (around 9.15 pm) I called the doctor and scheduled an appointment for 10 pm. Before I was even dressed the pain became worse and I was rolling on the floor while crying that I was going to die soon. This hurt almost as bad as when I just woke up from my surgery. Huib got me in the car and drove me to the doctor.
When we arrived they wanted me to pee in a cup (I was pretty sure this wasn’t a bladder infection, but okay, whatever floats your boat…) and then wait in the waiting room. I didn’t have to wait though as the doctor was already there. He checked my pee (which was totally fine, like I told them already) and then he wanted to examine the abdomen. It took him about two seconds to find out what was going on. He was like “does it hurt when I press here?” and I responded with a scream and that was it. Yes, it was a gall bladder attack. I might have gall stones or something else, but there was nothing he could do for me right now. Excuse me, mister, I was in pain at that moment and not allowed to have any pain medication because of my gastric bypass. “We are not going to anything until Monday ” wasn’t exactly what I expected to hear at that point.
I am glad that the pain became less and less after that until it reached a level where I can deal with it without pain medication. I could even sleep through the night. I did decide to make this a lazy Sunday, because apparently my body is not in the mood do deal with anything right now. Right now it’s alright and I am not sure if I still want to call the hospital tomorrow to get an ultrasound and all to check what was going on. On the other hand I don’t want to experience this again, so maybe I should not be so stubborn and just let them check it out. I really hope that this was the first and the last time it was happening, but I am not sure if I will be that lucky.
So yeah, the troubles that come with having a gastric bypass surgery aren’t always nice. I knew before I did it that this could happen and that it is is quite common. On a positive note, I did lose 2 lbs this week and I do feel good about that.