Just sixteen and she needs a gall bladder transplant. Well, not a transplant. They just take it out and leave it out. They cut a couple little holes and pop it out. It’s out-patient surgery now. Doc did four just yesterday.
I had that surgery a few years ago…other than being sore for a week or so (especially right after the surgery…trust me, once you’re under the anesthesia, they are not gentle with shoving your guts out of the way…I could totally tell they’d been stirring things up in there), the surgery is a piece of cake. Less than a day in the hospital, a week off of work/school…back to normal in no time.
They didn’t let me keep the calamata olive-sized gallstone I had though. Bummer. I’ve heard some people polish them and make jewelry. Nothing like wearing crystalized bile as a decorative accoutrement.
I had a similar surgery last year, and my best advice for her (and the rest of the family) is “beware the projectile vomiting”. I puked for eight hours after waking up (and I never puke). I’m sure someone will be there with her when she wakes up - have a pail handy. Not a shallow, hospital type bowl, either.
Best wishes for a speedy recovery (and it will be speedy, at sixteen).
my thoughts and well wishes will be with you and your family, Mike.
My mom had hers out in her late 20’s after it was a problem…I have similar problems with mine that make me watch what I eat to avoid surgery ( no more rib tips :().
All I can say is that it’s better this way than in an emergency. What hospital is doing it??
I had my gall bladder removed five years ago - easy surgery these days, easy recovery (mine had gangrene!). The only advice I was given about life without a gall bladder was that the liver would take over the processes that the gall bladder performed - that meant to abstain from alcohol or to keep it to a bare minimum. Never bothered to research it, just gave up alcohol.
1999 was the Year of the Gallbladder in our family - mine in June, hubby’s in November. The worst part of my recovery was trying to sleep - I wasn’t comfortable lying flat in bed, so I slept in a recliner for the first 3 nights. Apart from that, recovery was remarkably easy, even for my advanced years. I was back in the office about 10 days after (2 intervening weekends), much to the amazement of my boss. Today it’s difficult to find the 2 smallest incisions, and the other 2 are very faded.
Modern medicine is amazing. Best to your young 'un!
Thanks for the nice thoughts! I’ll pass them along. She came through with flying colors. Not home yet, but could still come home today.
MikeG, she’s at Edward in Naperville. You should get yours out when it starts being bad, and you are only delaying, not preventing, the inevitable. Easy surgery and the highest satisfaction level of any. Could tell one guy in the doctor’s office had just gotten his out. “Let’s go get dinner. No, let’s go get TWO!”
featherlou, when Wife got hers out (she waited for years for the laproscopic procedure to be approved but couldn’t wait any more so sh has big scars) the nurse who woke her in Recovery was 1) someone she had worked with and didn’t like and 2) way too physically close to be waking someone after surgery–you never know what they’ll do. Wife reached up, pulled the front of the girl’s scrub top open, and barfed two quarts of bile down her front.