For the past several years, my husband has been suffering with horrific pains around his stomach area. There was one bout in January that he had it so bad that he actually said I needed to call an ambulance. He’s never been one for hospitals, so I knew there was something really wrong.
At 3:05am, the ambulance came and took him away. He ended up spending two nights in hospital. However, it was a worrying, if not a positive result. They had finally found the cause to his problems. He had gall stones to the extent that they were becoming very troublesome, and he was told it could lead to future problems. He had two options. Medication for the rest of his life, or surgery to remove the gall bladder.
After a couple of hours of chatting, he decided that it would be best for surgery. “Just to get it over and done with”, he said.
He’s in surgery today. He was admitted at 7:30am this morning. As far as I’m aware, he’s actually in surgery now.
We were told there’s a 97% chance that they can do the procedure via keyhole. That means he may be able to come home either this evening or tomorrow morning. If the procedure has to turn into the full open surgery, he’ll have a 20cm cut and will be in hospital for at least 5 days. Fingers crossed it’s the keyhole.
I’m sure I’ll do an update soon. Now it’s just the waiting game to find out when I can visit him…