Well Gall-Lee! I’ve got to get my gallbladder out. That little rascal is wreaking havoc and has to go. It seems that heart transplant patients need their gallbladder out a lot and I’m one of those lucky folks.
You may remember before our trip to Australia I had some bad stomach pain that turned out to be gallstones. Well, not so much gallstones as gallsand. But no one calls it that. What they actually call it is “sludge”. Sludge. Scouts honor. This sludge has been causing pain, ranging from minor to horrifying over the past month, so on Friday, it’s getting the boot.
I’m not worried at all- the doctors have a great plan for me. I’ll stay overnight and be watched carefully. It’s probably the safest surgery I’ve had in years. I’ve got a new, strong heart to get me through. I’m just ready to be able eat avocado toast again! One day, my sweet, one day! Until then, saltine crackers, you’ll have to hold down the fort.
I’ll keep you posted- I’m sure there will be some weirdness because of the transplant stuff but I expect it all to go just fine. But please keep me in your thoughts and prayers. I’ve got to keep this heart safe, no matter what, so we can use all the help we can get. Love to you all!
Yes... I ordered another meal after I gobbled down breakfast at 6:30am... You can order lunch after 11:30. They said it was ok... just a bit greedy..... HOW can hospital food be this good? #chemofood#tapeworm ? #astrocytomas#graymatters