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I can't think of a clever title for this here blog post so I stuck with the generic 'no title' approach. Please don't sue for lack of imagination. I promise, next time it'll be better.

So it's been three weeks since I've been living with one less organ. For those of you just joining us, I had my gallbladder removed on November 8, 2010. The surgery was pretty easy. As they hooked me up to the monitors to test my heart rate and whatnot they noticed my heart rate was a whopping 111! They asked if I was nervous, which obviously! Many a doctor and nurse were shocked to hear that I was not 18 years old but, yes folks, 30!

In order to calm me down they promised me a mild sedative before bringing me into the operating room. So after inserting the IV, which wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. The only painful thing about it was when she was flicking my hand to get a vein to pop out and then when she first turned on the IV to let the fluids pass through. A very strange sensation.

Finally it was time to wheel me in. Mild sedative my ass! I don't even remember anything. All I recall is moving onto the operating table and someone telling me to scooch a little closer. Then I remember waking up and being freezing. I was told later that I woke up in a lot of pain so they gave me some pain meds, that were amazing! Put me right to sleep again for a couple more hours. Then they moved me to the chair and finally got to go home.

The first couple of days were okay, I had to go back to the doctor on Wednesday (2 days after the surgery) for him to put stitches in one of the incisions as it was continuously bleeding. I know you really wanted to know that! But other than that it was easy breezy. The only real pain I had was my shoulders due to the gas they put in my belly to distend it so they don't mess with any other organs while taking out the gallbladder. So then the rest of the week was okay. I would get extremely tired really quickly and slept most of the time. Towards Friday and Saturday I was feeling awful, but I got through it all and now look at me.

I have been back to work, had the stitches removed, and am eating normally. yay me.:) So thank you all for your thoughts and prayers. :) They helped me through.