Have you noticed how silky, bouncy and full of life your hair becomes when you have finally decided and about to cut your hair really short?

This was exactly how I felt when I took my shower few hours before my gall bladder removal. I was admiring my seemingly silky, soft and supple abdomen. Even my big belly, I thought was very sexy at that moment.

I had not been feeling well for two consecutive days. But in the afternoon of the second day, I decided to go to the hospital. I knew that what I was having was gall stones attack but I suspected there was something else. I felt like I have an infection of some sort.

When I got there the doctor immediately advised to have my gall bladder removed. There were many stones (as my anesthesiologist said “I lost count at 18…”) and unfortunately, one of which had gone out of the bladder and passed the bile duct (which explained why I was as yellow as Big Bird).

The doctors have warned that after the operation, I’d be REALLY gaining weight. I thought at that moment, “Duh? With what I’m feeling now, do you really think I’d care?”

The first three days after the operation was A-OK. Each time I felt any abdominal pain, they gave me a shot of pain reliever. From the very first day of operation, I was doing some law of attraction imagining good things like a long vacation, or shopping for designer jewelry,  but instead, morbid images kept flashing on my mind. I’m not exaggerating when I said morbid. Images like the ones you see on movies like Hostel and Room 1408 kept flashing. Maybe an effect of the meds they’ve been giving me.

But on the fourth day, the doctor had stopped giving the pain reliever. He didn’t want me to be dependent on it. Man, the patient-zilla was born. I buzzed the nurses on every discomfort that I felt.

Only then I realized that liposuction isn’t for me or I’d be actually relieved not getting pregnant for the next two years. I would like to stay away from the hospital premises for at least two years. Please.

Anyway, it feels so good to be home. To finally sleep beside my husband again. To see my daughter sleeping too nearby. BG had been crying all afternoon, wanting mommy to carry her. But later in the evening, I showed her my belly. I think she now understands why mommy can’t. She had stopped jumping and aiming for my belly. And just this morning, she smiled, kissed me and sat beside me. Then went back to her bed and slept again.

I’m back but still need so much rest. (Even a trip to the bathroom seems to drain my energies.) We had to postpone 3 out-of-town trips. Those trips could wait.

All I know is that now, I’m happy.
I’m clean. I’m stone-free.