Sunday, June 19, 2011


Just a quick note to say surgery went well and I was able to come home Friday night. The incisions are healing well (I think - I need to take off the tape today) and I'm not in too much pain except for the pain the air is causing. I guess they have to pump a bunch of air into your abdomen to move organs around and make enough space to work in and not only does some of that air get trapped in your body, it also irritates all of the nerves. I think I over did it a bit yesterday so I'm going to try and relax a little more today - that's what Father's Day is all about, right? Mama being waited on.

Wishing I would have gotten together an embroidery project to work on or something. I mean, I love tv and movies but even I can only log so many dozens of hours in a row.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011


Gallbladder removal is this Friday. Less than 48 hours away. I check in at 1:30 and hopefully, if all goes well, I'll be home to kiss my babies before they go to bed that night. I've been feeling on edge about it all week so I'm really ready to put it behind me and fast foward to feeling better.

In preparation for post-surgery life, I met with a nutritionist to set up a low fat/high fiber diet. Maybe the best $75 I've ever spent. She was so easy to talk to and really broke things down for me in a way I can understand. She kept everything really simple and easy to maintain and I walked away feeling really optimistic about a healthy future. We went through the typical meals and snacks I eat now and she just told me how to tweak them to increase the protein and fiber and reduce the fat. And we talked a lot about bloating and bowel movements. Did I mention her daughter is in Bella's class. So yeah, come August, I'll be standing outside the classroom at pickup time along side her with the knowledge that she knows all the graphic details of my bathroom habits. Good times.

On a happier note, at my pre-op appointment today, the nurse let me know it's ok to take anxiety medication on surgery day. In fact she encouraged me to take it and said, "Take one when you wake up and one when you leave for the hospital." Thank you Nurse Melissa, I wanted to hug you but successfully resisted the urge.

So, think good thoughts for me. I really, really want to come home Friday night versus having to stay in the hospital due to pain or nausea (or because it ends up having to be an open surgery). I'm high maintenance emotionally and want to be home in my own bed with my husband and babies nearby.