Gi-Gi Roxx - The Ravings of a Lunatic

Well the appointment went well. My stitches were removed and the surgeon told me that pathology said my gallbladder had been "grossly inflamed" but there were no stones to speak of. Which is good but kinda neither here nor there now that that bastard is out of my body. She told me she felt I was healing up well and to just keep taking it easy with lifting and such until I feel that my muscles can handle it. I am released to return to work next week. I'm really nervous about going back actually. I know I can do the sit and drive part, with only mild discomfort. But there are a few physical demands I'm afraid of causing a problem. One being the securement of wheelchairs (which is very physical and requires me to contort and manipulate my body in ways that might prove painful) and the other being the demanding hours I'll be working. Of course I'm also quite worried about dietary and digestive changes affecting my ability to drive uninterrupted by th...

Today I meet with my surgeon for a follow-up appointment. I'm not really too concerned about the visit. I'm hoping she snips out these stitches and maybe tells me what ended up being wrong with my gallbladder. Surely pathology has had time to run all their tests on it. I'm healing up well and feeling better each day. But I'm still having some muscular pain on my right side, probably from where they punctured through them to remove the gallbladder. I removed all of my bandaging late last week so I could let the wounds (man I hate that word) get some fresh air and get cleaned. I know the doc said to let the Steri-Strips fall off on their own but I couldn't wait. They were looking grimy and I was more afraid they'd cause me to get an infection. Speaking of which, the thrush is completely cleared up and I couldn't be happier. That was just about as unpleasant as the surgery itself. Since I've been off work and sitting around healing a lot ...

So yeah I apparently missed all the action while on my way to my surgeons office today. Thanks to the fabulous shocks on my Versa I didn't even feel the slightest tremor that occurred during the 5.8 earthquake that hit earlier. People all over the state and eastern seaboard, friends of mine even, felt it and were posting about it on Facebook. I felt left out. While everyone else was freaking out over the minor earthquake I was busy dealing with medical crap. First I had to go to MedExpress to have my throat checked out. I was pretty sure I knew what was wrong but I needed confirmation and a doctor to write the scripts necessary to resolve the issue. It's kind of a gross one for me. At first I thought maybe I was getting something like a strep or staph throat infection. Which would have been really bad especially having just had surgery. Any infection could potentially cause big problems. But after I did some research I wasn't certain that it was that kind of ...

Last night I woke up about every 4.5 to 5 hours needing to use the restroom. Liquid diets will do that I suppose. But it was also just about on time every time for my next dose of pain medicine. And apparently the pain meds I'm taking give your brain a chance to be super creative. For instance, last night I dreamed that I was going back over-the-road and was at a company terminal that was the most magnificent thing I ever saw. Shiny perfect trucks and trailers all over the place, a state of the art garage and handsome mechanics everywhere. (silly part of that was two or three of the guys I knew through my old trucking company were in the dream) I was of course still recovering from my surgery in my dream and was kinda doped up and not really sure where I was or what was going on. I just knew everything around me was fancy and shiny and clean and...well... cute. ;o) Luckily my mom was with me and was helping me get settled. She took me to the garage and helped me get ...

Well my consult with the surgeon went well today. So well in fact that I'm scheduled for gallbladder removal surgery (aka Laparoscopic cholecystectomy ) tomorrow afternoon. Yep. Surprisingly soon. But I'm thoroughly stoked. I am very happy to be finally getting rid of "The Boss". Yay. So there. :)

Tomorrow is the day. I finally meet with a surgeon to discuss my surgical future. I'm scared and excited and a wee bit nervous. Plus after the latest round of medical bills that arrived in the mailbox today I'm kinda dreading it. I know surgery is going to be way more expensive than a few overnights and a couple of tests. Oi! Fun stuff to forget my woes... My hubby and I went out and about enjoying the sunny day today. We stopped and drooled over the newest bit of awesomeness at the Nissan Dealership, the 2011 Murano Convertible. Yup.. I want one. But I'll never afford that! Loaded it is $48K! YIKES! We then went and drooled over the 2011 Juke, which is just as awesome but much more affordable at a mid-range price of $21K. Sure, it's not a convertible but it's still freaking sweet. I think when the time comes and I can afford to upgrade from the Versa I'll be torn between the Juke and my dream car, the Volvo C-30. Of course by the tim...

This morning I made yet another trip to the ER because of my gallbladder. I was at work, driving along and all of a sudden I was hit with the urge to go #2. I found a place to pull over my bus and use facilities for that sort of thing. It was unpleasant. I'll spare you the details. Shortly after returning to my bus and getting back on the road the pain started to grow in my abdomen. It hits in the same spot each time, initially pinpointed at a place just below my ribs on the right side. Stabbing sort of pain that flows into a a constant achy pain. That achy pain seems to radiate to my shoulder, back and side in a kind of burning sensation. The pain settled in for the rest of my trip. I also had to stop and make a mad dash for the restroom at our downtown transit mall before heading to the other end of the valley for the rest of my run. I felt bad for my passengers as I left them gawking at my awkward form as it ran for the restroom. When I returned to the bus, sweat...