I HAVE BUT four days to go until my gall bladder, via something called an electric cautery device, is divided into three -- well, four -- well, lots of parts. I know you're bored with me going on about this, but I can't say enough just how much I want rid of this damned thing. I guess this is what happens when one's often in pain: it becomes the issue of the day.
It's hard to explain just how I feel physically, but I feel gray and washed out. I often feel fatigued, and if I have an attack for whatever reason it just ruins my productivity at work. And I certainly face the world with a lot less joy than I did previously! It's different than how I felt with my appendix, when I just had a pain in my side that hurt like the dickens. Now, I have a pain that varies in its intensity, but with side effects that range from annoying to truly aggravating.
But I only have four more days of this and then I shall be on the mend. This too shall pass.
By the way, if any Loyal Rant Readers should -- God forbid -- end up having a gall bladder attack or similar ailment, I have to say that Subway sandwiches present an easy and economical temporary fix for many of the digestive issues. I'm eating one a day. There's hardly any fat if you order the right ones, and if you avoid the oils, cheese and spicy peppers, they're perfect. So they might help if, like me, you've a bit of wait for surgery (but for the love of God, follow your doctor's instructions and diet information and all that).
* title suggested by: Simon From Jersey, whose site you ought visit regularly.Posted by Benjamin Kepple at May 29, 2005 11:36 PM | TrackBack