It is now the evening of (5/6/15) and I am nowhere near finishing this blog. Here's something I've learned though... narcotics they give you for pain should never ever be used in every day life! Here's a little trip of my past week...
I was drugged all last Tuesday & Wednesday. I was given at least one percocet every four hours for pain. My sister ended up sleeping with me all night when we finally switched me down to two at night. Why did she stay with me? Because I quite literally would forget where I was. I would cry because I couldn't remember simply that I am safe in bed. We then decided my phone would go into a drawer at night, and reduced me to one percocet until they were all gone (which the last one was Monday). I would honestly as my family put it freak out like a five year old not knowing where her parents were.
That's one of the biggest things people don't tell you after a major surgery. You will go insane. I really can't remember everything I said and/or did over the past week. My memory is scarred with entire Black moments. It's quite possibly the scariest moment. Something else you're not told... people will get mad at you, and you won't really understand why because you've been drugged.
(5/7/15)
Now, let me have a grateful moment for a second... I have received more love than I ever dreamed possible, and not from the ones I expected. For example, yesterday I was having a pretty crappy day and I got a phone call while asleep from someone who is truly becoming a closer friend and is a great mentor to me. I messaged her this morning in my partially awake state, and thanked her because it was quite possibly one of the nicest things.
I also was able to talk things out with someone I never thought of as a friend before, and it really really helped.
People who have had their gallbladder out don't often talk about the truth of how difficult it is to now figure out what you can or can't eat. It's honestly a daily experiment on how your body will react. The best part... EVERYONE IS DIFFERENT! I've had friends say they had no troubles with food, and others say I can't eat greasy or spicy foods. Well, pretty sure I'm still going to eat spicy food. Greasy... well, I've always struggled with certain greasy foods, and honestly I'm not a HUGE fan of most of them.
Something personally I'm trying to get used to though is loads of veggies. Before I had my gallbladder removed I honestly could not eat tons of vegetables, and this killed me. Why because I love veggies! I've been known to eat an entire bag of baby carrots on my own, or snack on broccoli and cauliflower. Before my gallbladder came out that was truly hard to do. And I know it sounds insane, but I've been terrified to even try a carrot.
Another joyous thing they won't tell you... for about the first month after surgery you cannot "run like the wind bulls eye" and you get tired extremely fast! Like your body just fades... it's hard to explain, but it's kinda like this: you wake up, you go to the restroom, you walk downstairs and all of a sudden your entire body just feels like you just ran a marathon, but all you did was go downstairs.
Truth is you have to really listen to your own body, but push yourself as well. And just stay focused on what you want in life.
Something they do tell you, but it's possibly one of the hardest things to face... YOU CANNOT LIFT ANYTHING... NOT EVEN A CHILD FOR AT LEAST A MONTH! Why? Oh, because your dissolveable stitches will burst open causing you to bleed and possibly die... yeah, talk about buzz kill! At least my nephew is awesome and holds my hand.
I could take you through the journey of how I don't remember how I got home from the hospital or how I distinctly remember that I was in the tardis cause of the round things, but I'll spare you all of that. I also remember however, thinking that the nurse lady was very kind, and that someone said something about how if I had been pregnant it would have been an immaculate conception. Basicall, there's like a million things I could say in this blog, but I'll just end with this last thing and then share some pictures:
You will feel like no one cares, but you will also understand that every single person that you know is praying for you to have a pretty dang fast recovery! People show their love for you in different ways, and no one knows exactly what you're going through. However, you also can't expect them to drop their entire world for you. I love you all and I am grateful for the love each of you has shared with me.
The following pictures do not explain all the love I received or how I truly felt....
You may not want to see this next one and that's okay... You can end here. This is my gallbladder in the bottom right picture they cut it open. The diamond thing you see is a cholesterol crystal... this was in my gallbladder and is what was causing me pain.




























