The title is inspired by the TV show 24 hours in A&E that is on TLC sometimes, which I found funny. The story wasn’t so funny though. Last week I had another gall bladder episode. This time it didn’t fade away after one hour. It got worse. So that’s pretty much the beginning of how I ended up spending twenty hours in A&E.
The pain started around 10 pm. I was already in bed after a busy day and I was having a conversation with Huib when the pain hit me. I tried to just relax for a while and I was hoping that it would fade away. It didn’t, in fact, after an hour it got much worse. I got some painkillers, but even that didn’t help so around 12.30 am I called a doctor to ask if there was anything they could do, even though it was clear that the pain was coming from my gall bladder. She asked me to come over. They examined me real quick to see if it was in fact the gall bladder (I mean, with my luck it could have been something else entirely) and when the doctor was sure, she gave me a morphine injection. Then I was asked to wait for half an hour to see if the pain would get better.
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On Monday I have had another gall bladder attack. This time I was at my parent’s flat drinking a cappuccino. Apparently drinking coffee should be considered to be a dangerous thing. I walked home and went to bed. Just like the other times, it went away again after 2 hours. I was not happy about this thought and the next day I called my doctor to schedule an ultrasound. I wanted to know if I have gallstones or not.
On Thursday morning I was at the hospital where I would get my ultrasound. It was done by a nice lady, but she couldn’t (or wasn’t allowed to?) tell me anything. So for the results I really had to wait until they would be available. That meant I had to wait yet another day. I am glad that the results were sent to the doctor right away and that they were available this morning. What we thought was true. There are little gallstones there and the fact that I’ve had a couple of painful episodes means they have to be removed.
So I have made another appointment with a surgeon at the hospital in Beverwijk and I will most likely have another surgery there. I am not looking forward to having another surgery, but this pain isn’t really funny either. I will have to deal with that somehow. On December 3 I will have the first appointment, and then I am secretly hoping for a bit of a waiting list as we have plans to go to London in January and I would like to be fit then, not tired from the anesthesia and recovering from surgery. We shall see what will happen next… I will keep you posted!