Spent the weekend in the hospital with one emergency surgery and was supposed to have another today. Except all 3 docs were gone to the lake and i didnt find at out untill 9 when i was supposed to be going into surgery again.
Started out as one of the spells iver had off and on for the last 4-5 years. Got so bad thought i was haveing a major heart attack. On a scale of 1-10 my pain lever was an 11 i told them. Couldnt hardly walk and was about ready to pass out by the time we got to the ER.
In at 5 and finaly got some pain meds at around 3 am. Emergency surgery to remove the gall bladder about 9 am. Was on the wrong side for the pain but supposedly was full of stones and sand, was bad.
But hopefully it was whats been causeing all the pain and spells for the last few years.
Kicker is i was supposed to have another at 9 this morning. All prepped, nothing but fluids till midnight then nothing till the surgery at 9. At 9 i get told im on hold till at least tues as all 3 docs are off on vacation. How can they not know and schedule a surgery when all 3 of the doctors are at the lake??
I told em like he!! im staying there till tues or wed, im going home and you can call me back in!
I feel like they were trying to pad the bill.
Second surgery is to remove a stone stuck in a liver duct with a laprascope...if they can get it out. If not they get to open me up like a d@mn fish.
Dont know how we're going to pay for it all as clares insurance isnt the best. First one was supposed to run 10-12,000
Then got the morphine, pump, room ect to pay for plus the second surgery and room, pump ect ect. And possibly a third surgery.
Whole d@mn weekend was fubar.
Home with 4 holes in my gut, no gall bladder, stone still stuck in my liver(at least one) sore as he!! and first solid food since thur.
What lil LIQUID(their wording) food(grits, coffee, vanilla pudding and foul apple juice) they had on the first tray at 2 was foul. Couldnt eat it.
Another tray of the same d@mned thing at 5 was just as bad. Except they swapped the grits for their version of potatoe soup(looked and tasted like half mashed potatoes and half gravy). Couldnt eat that either. Finaly got a burger and malt on the way home.
Going from 2 1/2 packs a day to zero in 2 seconds for 3 days wasnt fun either. Ive smoked about half a pack with my patch still on since 5...lol
Now i get to wait till i get a call tues morning to tell me when to come back in for the second surgery and to see if ill need the third(hope not).
And figure out how to pay for it all without selling everything.
Even if the insurance(not the best) pays for the bulk of it its going to be a BIG chunk to take care of.
Not much left after takeing care of dad for 10 years of home care and now mom. And now MYSELF.
Got to take my pain meds and antibiotics till i get back in and hope i dont get an infection or open up these holes in my belly. Sometime between tues and fri ill supposedly go back in for the second one.

Sore as he!!(HURT), no motorcycle for at least a week to 10 days...or longer. Then no lifting of anything over about 20lbs for AT LEAST 3-4 weeks after. Thats not counting a third surgery if i have it.
Could of died from this cr@p fri it turns out, was pretty serious.
Feel like the hopital was jacking me around and trying to pad the bill with extra room days and tests. How do they NOT know all three docs are gone and go ahead and schedule a surgery????
My surgeon had about THE WORST bedside manners of any doctor ive ever seen. Acted like i wasnt there, wouldnt look me in the eyes, would only half answer the questions and even ignored a couple of questions and just walked off. I wasnt impressed.
Nurses didnt seem to think much of him either.
Nurses and nurses aids were pretty good except for one night nurse. Kinda reminded me of the surgeon.
Been some kind of weekend and it aint over yet.