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My wife's operation, November, 2003

 ... what a surprise

by Bob Ross

For sometime my wife has been experiencing stomach pain and finally saw a doctor. He suggested a gallstone problem and told her to think about having it removed. Well, the pain disappeared and she forgot about it.

A couple of months later she experienced the pain again, this time real bad. That kept her up at night so she made an appointment with the doctor. He made an appointment with some service in Wakefield for a scan Saturday morning. This happened on a Friday. She was in bad pain and up all night.

Saturday morning she was really hurting and we went to Melrose-Wakefield Hospital Emergency Room before 7 a.m.

She was put in a cubicle and it was sometime before anyone came in. Then it started. She was seen by a multitude of doctors and nurses, had all kinds of tests performed off and on all day. Always returning to the bed in the Emergency Room. We watched as a group assembled around the counter, talking, looking at papers. None came and said anything to her.

About 6 p.m. she was admitted, surgery scheduled for Sunday morning. About 10:30 Sunday morning, she was taken to the operating room and I went home. The doctor called me after she was finished and said the gallstone was large and "rotten", her word. She was in the recovery room and would be returned to her room around 2 p.m.

I went over about 2 p.m. She was being pushed out of the elevator as I came onto her floor. For a couple of hours she was in and out. She said she was hungry, but they did not want her eating anything for awhile. She had had nothing to eat since Saturday night. They did give her crushed ice to suck on.

The doctor came in, checked her out, talked with her about what had happened. I sat listening. She said she would probably go home tomorrow, next day at latest.  

They did not cut her, just made several holes, four, I think. Put a camera inside, crushed the stone, and clamped her back together. They said she was doing fine. Oh, she hurt a bit, but that was to be expected.

Family members began coming in, but she was still in and out and they finally left.

I went home about 9 p.m. Sunday. I came back about 9 a.m. Monday. She was eating breakfast. I spent a couple of hours with her then went home. About 2 p.m., I returned to the hospital. She wasn't in her room. I asked the nurse where she was. She pulled a chart, said she was having x-rays taken. I asked her what happened, but she wouldn't tell me anything. I wandered around, smoked a few cigarettes, and she returned to the room. A few problems... she had a fever, and other things the doctor wanted to check. Since she had a fever, she would not be going home.

The fever hung on. Finally, on Tuesday the fever was gone and she was doing all right. The doctor explained things to her and said she could probably go home the next day, October, 22.

I was there about 8 a.m. Tuesday morning. I expected her to be dressed and ready to be released. The doctor had not made the rounds yet, so we waited. Finally she came in, checked her out, and said she could go home.

Whatever the problem was, it cleared up and she came home on Wednesday, October, 22. It was nearly noon when we finally left the hospital.

She still had difficulty moving around and could not go up the steps to the bedroom so we opened the sofa-bed and she laid in the den... sleeping mostly. She was allowed to eat anything she wanted, but mostly she stayed with soup, all kinds. The next day she made spaghetti and had a good meal.

She progressed nicely, began moving around. I took her to the store to buy groceries and after a few days she was doing well. She still slept in the den as she didn't want to go up and down the steps.  

After two months, she had healed up nicely, and getting back to normal. Doing housework, the usual things she does. Even went back to work.

I sure was glad to see her taking over those duties.

May 7, 2004

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