Ouch. In one of those Mom Moments that involve trying to take care of everyone else, there seems to have been a glitch in the self-care necessary to take care of the rest of the people around here. A couple of weeks ago, Little Bit very graciously shared her tummy bug. (She's a giver.) Or maybe not. A week ago, my infusion left an unpleasant bout of tummy troubles. Or perhaps not. Yesterday, I went in to the doctor with allergies + head cold = sinus infection. In the course of the chatter and exam, the doctor commented that it was a good thing I didn't have my gall bladder anymore.
Uh-oh. Gall bladder still in place. The good doctor suggested that it would be wise to visit my GP and have my gall bladder checked. The fairly obvious classic symptoms of a gall bladder under siege were entirely apparent in an on-going pain under neath my rib cage and shoulder blade. And the nausea and what followed that did not go away. Had one of my kids had the same combination of symptoms, they'd have been in a doctor's office. And not after a couple of weeks either because I know what symptoms preclude a gall bladder or an appendix going bad versus the more common gas, heartburn, or upset stomach.
So. The weekend will hopefully pass uneventfully for my belly thanks to a clear liquid diet sure to avoid any gastrointestinal distress. Monday will be a day for fasting until a sonogram in the afternoon confirms or denies the suspected badness of my gall bladder. My GP has already called and arranged for a surgical consult to follow the ultrasound in expectation that the gall bladder will need to go.