I am missing an organ now. Weird.

On the way home from out trip I suddenly got the worst back ache.

And my beautiful heated seats couldn't even help me. I was like, what in the world!!!! I thought maybe I had just suddenly  had a pinched nerve from sitting so much.

I had a wave of weird nausea.

By the time we got home my stomach was starting to hurt and I was certain Skippers had food poisoned me. Corey was super defensive because he wasn't sick and he loves Skippers and there was no way it could have food poison me.

I had many vomiting episodes but it never got rid of my stomach ache.

I was up most of the night in pain finding no relief.

By five in the morning which was Thursday (even though I was sick over the money it would cost) I told Corey I needed morphine (lol, that was all I could think of) and he had to take me to the ER.

It wasn't hard to convince him because he could see I was in so much pain. I couldn't even cry. It was just like loud whimpers. And a lot of them. And the drive to the hospital took forever even though he was speeding. I figured if a police man pulled him over we would get an escort. I didn't even wear my seat belt. So not... me!

The ER was slow. It hadn't been earlier but it was now and it was a BLESSING. I have waited six hours there before!

The male nurse was super great and instantly said it was probably my Gallbladder and he gave me an IV. It hurt and I didn't even care. I was super dehydrated and my veins weren't happy. I was throwing up more in front of him and I didn't even care. My vomiting was trying to kill me all on it's own. I swore in front of him and I did say sorry for that. He laughed. I couldn't even care about any pride at that point.

JUST GET ME MORPHINE!

He had to get approval from the Dr. but he worked fast and he said, "does it hurt as much as labor?" and I said,  "Yes." and he said women say that ALL the time. One of the problems is....It doesn't subside like contractions do. It is just constant pain.

I know I should be embarrassed to show these pictures. Don't you dare zoom in on my large bum! I had to wear tweety bird pajamas! How embarrassing. But I couldn't care. I was busy dying. I got my wool Danner socks on though. Always thinking about work, I am. Um...anyone needing to pick up cute, smart men... the ER is FULL of male nurses. They like the excitement of the ER.

LOL. This picture is funny to me. (That is a throw up bag. Not a pee bag! Just clarifying.)

I super duper like drugs. It is such a relief to be at the hospital.

The nurse got permission to give me pain killers soon and then I was gone for a bit.

Corey had stayed awake the whole time to drive back and forth to my voice trip, then he was up a lot in the night because I couldn't contain my misery plus his Lupus is always keeping him awake. I told him to go get sleeping pills for that but he is stubborn. So he was exhausted.

Anyways, they did an ultrasound.

The black is my gallbladder. It is supposed to be round and solid black. Those white blobs are stones and they were stuck in one of the tubes. That is why the pain wouldn't subside . The Dr. later told me it was a very sick Gallbladder. he wouldn't let me have it for show and tell for my Biology class. By the way I missed by lab final.

And here I am after surgery.  It was a breeze compared to my last surgery. And I love the relaxation of the hospital. I always snooze a little watch tv a little, snooze a litte watch tv a litle. Literally all night.

I had a few visitors.... and one I forgot to get a picture of.... :(

and some other special deliveries and some yummy meals. Thanks friends and family!
Thanks my friend who served ME on her birthday even. Love you!

Now I am home taking it easy, catching up on homework.

Life really does never slow down or give you a break. But I guess we might as well soak up all the experiences we can so we just get so much from our time here. (But I will always adore pain killers and medical help.)