Devon, my brother didn’t have to have his gall bladder removed, but had gall
stones and had laproscopic surgery. This was about ten years ago. He had no
real difficulty healing from the surgery if I recall correctly.
Hope this works out as Vickie says, like a piece of cake, easy as pie and all
other sweet things. God bless you!
Linda G.
From: ourplace-bounce@xxxxxxxxxxxxx [mailto:ourplace-bounce@xxxxxxxxxxxxx] On ;
Behalf Of Vickie
Sent: Sunday, August 14, 2016 11:16 PM
To: ourplace@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Subject: [ourplace] Re: Just out of hospital
Wow! This is unexpected. I sure hope you get those pesky stones out. They
usually will give them to you, if you ask. Several of my friends, including my
brother Tony, have had their gall bladders removed. You’ll feel a lot better
once they’re gone. They do it laproscopicly too, so little incisions, piece of
cake. Take care and God bless. Praying you get this done soon.
Vickie
From: Devon Wilkins <mailto:theharness@xxxxxxxx>
Sent: Sunday, August 14, 2016 7:38 PM
To: ourplace@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Subject: [ourplace] Just out of hospital
Hi, everyone. Last Tuesday morning, I noticed a pain and nausea that I’ve
become familiar with from time to time over the past 16 years. By Thursday
afternoon, I was feeling so punk that I took myself to the Emergency Department
of our local hospital. They did an ultrasound of my gallbladder, and took some
blood, and the next thing I knew, a surgeon was standing beside me, telling me
that my blood levels were indicating that I might have a stone stuck in my
common bile duct, and that I really shouldn’t go back home, because things
could become worse fairly quickly. On Friday afternoon, they stuck a tube down
my throat, and cleaned out the duct, which in turn put my at a small risk of
inflammation of the pancreas. Saturday morning, they told me that my
pancreatic enzymes were up slightly, and that they wanted to keep me another
day. Finally, this morning, they said that things still aren’t perfect, but
that they’re dramatically better than they were, so I was sprung. Just in
time, too, because a sister and some of her family were planning to travel
through Peterborough on their way home, and wanted to have lunch with me. I
had just enough time to hop into the shower before they were here to pick me
up. I have to see the surgeon in a couple of weeks, and we’ll set a date then
to remove this pesky gallbladder of mine. I’ve fooled around with it long
enough. Now, it’s time for it and me to part company, but I sure do hope I get
to see the stones that have caused me such discomfort from time to time …
little buggers anyway! Smiles. Devon.
