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It was done via laproscope. After a day or so of discomfort from the surgery itself, the only down side was the pain from the CO2 working its way out of my body (and that for only a few days). What happens, according to my surgeon, is the CO2 molecule is slightly larger than the capillaries it's moving through while attached to red blood cells and that's what causes the pain. I had mine out on Monday and had I needed to, I could have gone back to work on Wednesday. Thankfully, I didn't, and, since I had it out the week before Labor Day, had a nice long period to recover. I was back driving on Thursday. A piece of advice - after the surgery, for several days afterwards, if you are lying or sitting down and want to sit up or stand, take a pillow and hold it against your abdomen before attempting the move. It will help with the pain.
Actually the worst part of the whole thing was that my aunt was dying from a stroke in a hospital room across the hall from where I was. So the family would visit her and then come into my room to cry. There were some amusing parts to that situation however - the day after my surgery, while waiting for the surgeon to release me (I went in on Monday morning, had it out and was released as of Tuesday morning - technically, for insurance purposes, less than a 24 hour hospital stay, although I didn't really get out of the hospital until Tuesday afternoon), I grabbed my IV pole and walked over to her room. The wife of one of her friends was there, a lovely, older, old-fashioned Southern lady named Alice. Alice and I chatted for a few moments and then one of my cousins came over and asked how I was feeling. I said that I was in some pain, but was looking forward to going home that afternoon. Alice looked slightly puzzled and, seeing that, my cousin mentioned that I had had surgery the day before (now mind you I'm in a hospital gown, slippers and have an IV pole attached to my body). Alice then smiled, nodded her head and responded that now it made sense to her - she was wondering why I was paying my aunt a visit so informally dressed. :rofl:
Anyway, I would plan on being out from work a week. The first day or so after you get home you probably won't feel like eating much. But after that, you will feel so much better - especially if you are having attacks of gallbladder colic now.
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