One week until this monster (the tumor) and it's little buddy (my gall bladder) are out of my body. It can't come soon enough. I am looking forward to a day when I can eat and not hurt. I understand this will not be an immediate result of the surgery, but at least I know a hurdle has been cleared.
Yesterday, I called the surgeon (Dr. E.) who was to take out my gallbladder and thanked her for saving my life. She was the one who put on the brakes and wanted to dig a little deeper. She listened to my symptoms, and knew something wasn't right. Her orders are what found the tumor. Perhaps a different surgeon would have just removed my gall bladder and been done with me. When the sludge was found in my gall bladder, I was scheduled for a consult with a different surgeon. Because it was a week away, and I was in pain, I pushed to get the consult moved up. Dr. E. had a cancellation that got me in sooner. I think the Man upstairs had something to do with this. I am so grateful.
Speaking of gratitude, I have so many wonderful and caring people around me. My wonderful, caring husband has been so reassuring and helpful in this whole ordeal. Family, friends, neighbors, coworkers...so many have reached out to help. I am so grateful...so, so grateful.
Time to couch it for a bit. Thanks for reading, and please remember to appreciate today.
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