Oops! I Did It Again

So this weekend proved to be no different than the past three weekends. ...These gallstone attacks' precision in timing is somewhat unsettling. Like I have something to look forward to in the coming weekend.

.........Matt and I both worked on Saturday, so we decided to have dinner out. We chose Mongolian because my diet is VERY limited, but does allow for meat and veggies. On the way home from dinner the chest and back pain set in within five minutes and only proceeded to get worse. I was literally yelling. Like in the movies - you know how people yell when they're in pain? Well, that person has never been me, but before I knew it I couldn't exhale with leaving Matt's ears ringing.

Luckily we were about five minutes away from the hospital (which was still not fast enough). I, of course, chose the perfect time to need an ER, due to the fact that it was 8pm on a Saturday night. So having toned down the wailing as much as I could, Matt grabbed me a wheel chair and, at my request, wheeled me into a corner. ...I didn't want people staring at me. And if they were, I didn't want to know. After about 30 minutes, my name was FINALLY called. And after the relief of a little dilaudid, and an hour of waiting, they came back to tell me my vitals and labs were the same as the weekend prior. Nothing's changed. The pain is just progressively getting worse.

They also informed me that Mongolian is one of the worst things I could have done for myself. Just because I don't put cooking oil on the meat and veggies before it gets cooked doesn't mean they don't. So I pretty much set myself up for disaster, being that oil is about as fatty a food you can digest.

Presently, I am sitting on my recliner. After a full day of sleeping yesterday, I attempted work and got thru about five hours today. I only lasted that long thanks to the Vicodin. ...As soon as it started to wear off, I stopped dead in my tracks.

On the ride home, I called the surgeon's office to see if I could maybe move my surgery date up. Still waiting to hear back. I don't know how the next two weeks are going to pan out. One thing's for sure - I'M NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO IT.