(Not everyone has heard the news, so I apologize if I repeat soemthing you already know about . . .)
First off: John is doing great. He successfully switched from Percoset to ordinary OTC Tylenol on Tuesday and is doing well. Yesterday he went into work for a 1/2 day and last night he played cards with a friend for several hours, which is more sitting than he’s done in about a week.
Almost 2 weeks ago, John had a gall bladder attack — which is what we were calling the periodic times when his gall bladder would act up on him, always after a day of heavy, rich, fatty meals. He’d take a Percoset or Tramdol, sleep for 8 hours and be fine. Which was the case this time around. Then he had another one just a few days later. This time, however, the pain did not recede at all. So on the 10th we went to Urgent Care. Likely prognosis was an inflamed gall bladder, here’s some different pain drugs (Valium), and have an ultrasound asap. That night, the pain just got worse. So we went to the ER. The ultrasound revealed gallstones.
So we went home with more drugs (we have quite the pharmacopoeia now), slept on it, and did research while John called around looking for a surgeon to consult. Saw one on Thursday afternoon, and got the confirmation that really the only solution was to take the gall bladder out. Turns out the surgeon does his work on Friday, and he had room in his schedule for us. Would we like to take it? Yes! So Friday saw me experiencing what John had just about 18 months earlier. (It was a tad strange.) Valley Medical Center continues to be a top-notch place to have surgery, in our opinion. The staff were courteous, competent, and efficient.
Surgery went great, no problems at all. The surgeon told me that his GB was far more inflamed than the ultrasound had indicated — making our decision to remove it very much the right choice. While in the hospital John had apple sauce and graham crackers — the first solid food he’d eaten in four days. (He thought they were especially delicious. :-))
The GB, btw is a storage unit for bile, which is produced by the liver. Removing it does not lead to complications in most cases. The bile just goes directly to the large intestine rather than being stored for a period of time in the GB. Once upon a time there were dietary restrictions, but they had no positive effect on the patient, so now they just say ‘take it easy’ and warn that if too much fat is ingested, there might be (sorry) diarrhea.
All of this is especially ‘interesting’ because, of course, we have a couple of major events coming up in just a few weeks (9 days from today, in fact!). I want to reassure everyone that The Wedding Is On. The only question we have at this point is whether he’ll be well enough to travel. He has a ‘don’t lift anything heavier than 10 lbs’ restriction that will be in place for almost two months. (He risks getting a hernia, otherwise.) That makes travel a tad difficult, but we figure hiring porters will get us around most tricky places. Most of the time we’ll be driving in a car, or walking. Can he fly for 20+ hours on three flights? We’ll know more next week when we meet with the surgeon.
The other consequence is that our (joint) ‘bachelor’ party has been postponed until after the honeymoon. A little goofy, but that’s how it worked out. :-)
For now: we have all of the elements for the tablescape. John’s suit is being pressed. The musicians have their set list. The menu is chosen. The cake design is perfect (although, we do need to do a bit of work around the toppers). I’ve looked at flowers and know what we’ll be doing (we’re doing our own). Readings have been given to the readers. Our vows have been written. The ceremony is written. The photographer is on board and has visited Canlis with us. We have a rehearsal this Friday and we’ll finalize how it all flows then.
All is well. It’s going to be a wonderful party.