Gallbladder Surgery: Finally behind me, but the bugger didn't go quietly

Tuesday of this week I finally had my gallbladder removed.  I was supposed to have it removed a couple weeks ago, but the surgery was cancelled due to a water main break at the hospital.  It sucked getting no sleep the night before and waking up at 4 in the morning only to find out it wasn't going to happen.  My parents had even come into town the night before and spent a sleepless night in a hotel.  Despite the setback, I have some realizations now that I was less stressed going into procedure this second time.  It was like I got a trial run and honestly I'm pleased I found out about the cancellation before we made the trip downtown. 

For the most part my recovery is going very well.  I was happy with my experience at Grant.  Everyone was very professional, but also very personable and friendly.  I don't remember being very nervous.  I put my trust in the teams there that they knew what they were doing and I just needed to let them do what they were trained for.  I came out of the anesthesia kind of rough though.  The air they had used to inflate my stomach put a lot of pressure on my diaphragm and lungs, so I woke up gasping for air and extremely uncomfortable.  I became alert pretty quickly though and it really didn't take much time before I was heading out the door coming home.  The first two days were probably the worst as far as soreness, but I don't remember having much pain and I haven't relied heavy on the pain medication either.  Today has been more of a struggle with boredom, so I'm anxious to get out of the house this weekend if possible. 

Perhaps the most surprising development was that the surgeon was forced to make a larger incision than she expected to because my gallbladder was more enlarged than the pictures from my tests revealed.  She said I had been growing stones for quite some time but I could have told her that.  I have gone through years of stomach issues on and off.  But it's only been recently I have really been worried about the possibility I was really hurting my body.  I know I should have had it looked at sooner, but honestly this is the right time; I'm focused on my health and making my life better. 

I could write so much more here, but I'm not sure what else there is to say.  Life will be back to normal before I know it and I am anxious to see how the missing gallbladder contributes.  I'm ready to be back on Metformin, walking daily, and eating right.  I want to see progress and change for the better.