Hi All,
I just wanted to update you on Vickie after I took to her the hospital very early Friday morning for what turned out to be the removal of an inflamed and infected gallbladder.
She slept through the night and was up at 6:00AM this morning and had a fine hospital breakfast of jello and jello, seriously she ate every flavor of jello they had. What a huge change from yesterday; she was jaundiced and in agony, this morning she had only a little pain, a little swelling and massive desire to get out of the hospital as fast as possible. She was checked out at 11:00.
She’s home and doing great, though she won’t let me take a picture of her belly. It’s pretty awesome though, it looks she was strafed by the Luftwaffe, okay a G rated version of what a real strafing would look like; 4 little incisions stapled and held together with purple super glue.
There is basically no change needed to her diet, who knew gall bladders weren’t that important? Thanks again to all of you for your kind thoughts.
The Mister
Feel better! And feel free to laugh. After abdominal surgery, I always worry that my guts will fall out. They don’t.
Point taken! I thought coughing would do the same, but I’m still intact!
Thank you for the update and now on to a speedy recovery!
The Mister is a peach, although I don’t exactly get the Luftwaffe reference…
Ow! Seriously, ow. Glad to here V is on the mend. Early in our marriage my wife developed similar — learning what ‘Biliary colic’ was no fun, especially for the one experiencing it. Take care, guys.
Biliary colic??? That sounds awful. I’m just happy it happened now and not twenty years ago when they probably would have had to cut through muscle to get at it. The surgeon said they just kind of shoved the muscle wall out of the way… Ker-azy!
My mother had that surgery. She showed me the ugly scar that resulted. My wife and I waited a year when the biliary colic hit (doing various other treatments) till the Laparoscopic technique was perfected and accepted by insurance. Glad to have you back and feeling better, Vickie 🙂
Do you get to take it home in a jar? Sell it on ebay? Send it to publishers as a threat instead of a horsehead? Much more practical than a horsehead! 😀
Hey! That is too funny! As to keeping it in a jar, I hoped they vaporized it into oblivion. Dreadful little no-good thing that it was!
Gott im himmel. (Hey, it’s your fault for using the luftwaffe bombing run simile, Mr Lester!) I am so glad that Vickie is recovering after experiencing such searing pain and unpleasant discomfort. Thank You Very Much for posting this Mr L, I hope you are doing well too following such a whammy.
So, the incision area looks like a colorful landing strip for a tiny plane? And Lady Ms L ate jello and jello, but did she also masticate jello and…jello?
Terrible jokes aside, it’s such a relief to hear V is doing well. Take care guys. Warm regards, GK
Now, this is really odd, but I have nothing but good things to say about jello these days. And it comes in such non-food colors!
Lots of healing good wishes and hugs, Ms V. And, thank you, Mister for keeping us updated.
Hugs back to you and I have to drop by and see what’s brewing in Christchurch, I love to think of your cool grey weather there, while on this side of the world it’s searing hot.
I’ve been out of the loop and didn’t know! I’m sending healing vibes as well as I’m able and looking forward to more posts. (But don’t push yourself!)
I was out of the loop myself, it came as quite a surprise and I’m glad to be rid of that old mean gallbladder! Are you still working on your big project? I can’t wait to hear about it. xox, V
Blimey, girl! Myself and Mr FND did know the gall bladder was pretty worthless as he had to have his removed in ’98. He’ll be very jealous to hear you had the purple superglue! Please take it easy, both of you. xx
It’s kind of amazing what they do now. My only post-op prohibition is to not lift anything heavy, I have license to be slothful! And I’m going to take it! Love to you and Mr. FND.
I’m looking forward to that license when I finally have my cataract op. “You will not be allowed to lift anything for about six weeks.” Not that I can do much lifting anyway with me crippled fingers!
But it’s that official granting that you’re allowed to cocoon and tend to yourself, and not feel guilty about it… You know what I mean? Wishing you a quick recovery, you will love the improvements in your vision, Madame Artiste!
Hoping she’s better soon, and that the “Luftwaffe strafing” heals quickly. 🙂
Thank you! How did your students’ writing project go? I’m so intrigued by that…
It went very well! We published an anthology, a collection of short stories and FIVE novels. A remarkable group of kids. We’re going to start new projects in a couple of weeks.
My BIG project? I got sidetracked by a commission with a BIG paycheck!
Now it’s back to the real work!
Thank you and keep being well!
X. X. X
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Sorry you’ve been under it! Here’s to a speedy recovery – nice of your Mister to keep us in the loop!
Thank you! I credit The Mister with hauling me off to the hospital when I was too knuckle headed to realize something had gone seriously wrong… Feeling much better. Hugs from here, V
Dearest V
How are you!?! HOW ARE YOU!!!???
Being in a state of self-imposed purdah I had no idea about the gallbladder.
It sounds painful and pesky and best gotten rid of.
I hope you are more hale and hearty without it.
Yours ever, though too frequently absent,
The Perfumed Dandy
Dearest Dandy,
I am doing much better, and I am loving the flowers and sweet tidings.
My purdah isn’t so bad, piles of books to read, and the only pesky prohibition is; no swimming, as we are in some kind of crazy humid heatwave having to do with a hurricane down the coast in Baja.
Hope your projects are going well. Lots of love, V