I have never been so sick in all my life

It all began almost 2 weeks ago when I had an evil roast turkey, it proceeded to a massive gall attack aka biliary colic episode, just awful. So much worse than labour. But this time the pain didnt go away, I lasted 24hrs in agony then dragged my butt to the hospital.

They did bloods and gave me an injection and sent me home with an ultrasound for the following morning- HELLO Dr nothing helps with gall pain. I got home and lasted till 930pm when I told mum to call an ambo something was wrong, it didnt feel right. Ambo came and I had some of that gas in the green tubing- tastes so bad but the only thing to take the edge off the pain. Got to hospy and was told that they were 'happy to see me' turns out my blood were 'bad'- thats how this Dr described them too me. Considering I was under the influence of the green funny stuff I asked if we should ground them until they behave (couldnt help it lol).

The next day another Dr told me my liver function wasnt good, ultrasound said lots of stones (Ive got them now) but no inflammation. I was to be put on a waiting list and stay in hospy until things settled down. Spent the rest of the week not eating and on morphine- did nothing. Then the brainy Drs decided to try me on solids. Within 10 mins I was giving birth again, SOOO painful. By this stage I was willing to let the cleaner take my gall bladder out. Next day surgeon comes in and says Liver function is getting worse and I was now a nice shade of yellow thanks to the jaundice. Sooo, Sunday comes and they decide I need my Op ASAP- couldve told them that days ago- actually I did lol. I had my lap coli on Sunday with one largish stone and lots of little ones. oh and lots of inflammation.

Next day Dr comes in and says he is transferring me to Newcastle as my liver is packing it in and they suspect stones in the bile duct and I need them out. Have that endoscope surgery thingy to get those stones out but turns out there are no stones in the bile duct. I go home the next day after lots of begging. I still have to keep an eye on my liver function but Im not yellow so thats a bonus and best of all I was home to spend the day with my little man Andy who turned one on friday. I even made his cake for him- little cupcakes. I loved every second being home just watching him play. So on the mend now. I was sooo sick I didnt even have net withdrawals hahaha.

Then this awful bruise starts coming out over my stomach above my belly button. Its twice the size as this photo but the shape of the bruise looks like a dog lol.

Turns out I have a burst blood vessel and a massive haematoma. Nothing like getting complications after 2 lots of surgeries.

So the last 2 weeks of my life are now offically the most painful and worst days I can imagine. Ill never eat fatty foods again after this, just horrible.





Now to catch up on blogging.................................................................