Oh Life

I didn’t want to jinx anything, which is why I haven’t written anything about the predominant events of my life for the past couple weeks. And to be honest, I was in no mood to write about anything else either.

As I alluded to in an earlier post, there’s been a family illness. My father had a gallstone and subsequent gallbladder infection. The whole ordeal was exacerbated by the fact that the emergency room doctors did nothing to catch the developing problem earlier. He visited the emergency ward 3 times over a period of five days, receiving nothing more than some pain killers, before a specialist finally hospitalized him, completely perplexed how the others could have missed the problem.

So it was a worry-filled and painful week of ups and downs. It got to the point where he was going to require emergency surgery to have the gallbladder removed altogether. While gallbladder surgery is fairly routine, it’s far more dangerous when the gallbladder is actually infected and inflamed. Being the (somewhat) fatalistic people that we are, I said and heard some things that I wish I never had.

I’ll save you the gruesome details, but the short version is, my dad’s on the road to recovery and actually left the hospital today. It’s a huge weight off my shoulders. I’m sorry if I worried any of you. I’ll be back to posting more regularly now.

On a separate note, I’m feeling the initial symptoms of some form of illness. I’m trying to contain it so hopefully it won’t spread into a full out cold or flu.

3 thoughts on “Oh Life”

  1. Dude, I’m so sorry. When I was in the 8th grade my mom and I went to Calgary to see my sisters university graduation. The same day we got back to PEI we stopped by Wendy’s, and that night my mom was throwing up and in the worst pain she’s ever been in. She said it hurt more than child birth. She had gallstones too. Fortunately there was no infection since the doctors caught it in time. And in just the nick of time I’d say. They told us afterwards that had she waited even just a few more hours, her gallbladder would have exploded, which is apparently fatal. Although I don’t think I need doctors to tell me that internal organs rupturing inside of you can be “fatal.” She had routine surgery, but to a kid in the 8th grade, surgery is never “routine” needless to say it was a fairly hectic time. Good news was that within the week she was home and nagging as if nothing had ever happened. Trust me, if my mom can make a full recovery, your dads going to be just fine. Hope all is well though and that’s the last of your family troubles.

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