I am so happy to hear that you are ok! I hadn't seen you around here lately and wondered if maybe you had taken a vacation.
I have a gallbladder story to tell you. I'll
try to condense it:
I was 23, and one day eating a pretzel at a Yankees game I was struck with the worst stomach pains I ever felt. I ran to the bathroom, but still felt awful. Sweating, feeling like I was going to die, my DH reluctantly left the game with me.
Felt better the next day, and blew it off. A few weeks later, another attack. I went to the dr. and he ran all kinds of tests but said he found NOTHING. Basically told me that it was indigestion or that I was exaggerating the pain.
I believed the dr., and thought maybe I was just being a big baby. So, I avoided eating, which seemed to bring these attacks on. I drank water and maybe ate a few bites here and there.
We were in the process of buying a home and the real estate lady wanted to take us to lunch. I said that I don't eat. Laughing, she said that I didn't need to diet. We went off to the restaurant where I ordered a salad and didn't eat it. Now, my DH noticed and so did the agent who asked again and I said, no, I really just don't eat much. I went on to tell her what happened. Back at her office she gave me a business card for her surgeon, and told me the story of her gallbladder attacks which she thought sounded like mine.
I had another attack two days later, and I was in such severe pain that I was doubled over and wanted to die. I hadn't eaten anything in 2 days, so I couldn't understand the "indigestion". I called her surgeon and they had an opening for the next day. I went, and he admitted me to the hospital right from his office! Surgery the next morning, where they found a severe infection all around my gallbladder, pancreas, liver, etc. The dr. told my husband that I was in critical condition and if I hadn't been admitted within a few weeks I would have been dead.
Spent Thanksgiving in the hospital that year. Took 11 days for them to clear the infection because at first it would not respond to anything they tried.
Since then I have been fine, but at first I was still afraid to eat. Took me a few months to eat like a normal person again.
I often think that it was fate for us to buy that house and for me to meet that real estate lady. If it weren't for her, I would have died, thinking it was indigestion or "all in my head".
Take care of yourself. Feel better soon.
