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| The Spinster's Enlarged Gall Bladder |
Any idea who difficult that is when you are on Percoset? There was one day I sat on my couch staring a the corner in my kitchen (open design apartment) for a full fifteen minutes before I realized, "I'm just staring at the corner. Huh. This isn't boring."
I had a timer set on my cell phone to go off every four hours so I would not miss my dose of Percoset. The first day I was home from the hospital, I realized what it meant if I relied on my drug addled brain to keep track of the time. I found myself standing in the kitchen clutching my mid-section and asking, "When was the last time I took one?" Oh, four and a half hours ago. Then I was another half hour behind the Percoset shutting down the pain. I got so good at it that, when I got out of bed in the morning, I would see that the Percoset I'd laid out for my 4am dose was indeed gone though I had no memory of it.
I thought the only fitting return would be to pay tribute to the procedure that has changed so many things in my life: the way my whole digestive system now works, giving me no real appetite (my hairstylist commented that I looked like I lost weight), and making me only slightly more tolerant of those things that used to bother me. No worries -- only slightly.
Why the big yellow line? According to the Surgical Resident that helped with my surgery, my gall bladder was supposed to be only as big as the junk to the right of that line. Totally grody. She thought it was, 'Awesome' and asked if she could show the photo to the other students in her class. I was happy to oblige, "Go for it. Use it in the paper you're going to write."
When you first saw the photo you totally thought it was something else, didn't you? What did you think it was?
