Recovery

Monday I had a laparoscopic cholecystectomy (try saying that five times fast) to have my gallbladder removed. I've already had two attacks because of gallstones, so the doctors said I was time for the gallbladder to go. I complied.

Monday night was the worst. I couldn't find a pain-free position to sleep in. Even with Vicodin I was up most of the night delicately and painfully moving around in my bed. Eventually, I found the best position was sitting up in bed, but that’s not the worst part.

It hurts to laugh! So I've been avoiding any comedy on television and conversations with my friends. Yet I've been able to master a new, less painful laugh. I smile, hold my breath, and slowly let breaths with a slight chuckle. It sucks, but I will manage.