So, about a year ago, I took a road trip to pick up a friend of mine and bring them back home. On the way, I started feeling a mild pain in my abdomen. Thinking it was only my acid reflux kicking in, I took some Zantac. After about 30 minutes, the pain began to grow. It was a sharp stabbing pain, starting from my right side, and pulsing to my back and up my right shoulder. It became very intense and soon I was having difficulty breathing normally. This pain, as intense as it was, lasted about 2 hours before it left as fast as it came. I had no idea what caused it, but vowed if it happened again, I would see a doctor.
It happened again in January of this year. I was awoken in the middle of the night by the same pain, but it was even stronger than the last time. I struggled to get into my car and start driving toward the Emergency Room. The strange thing was, by the time I got to the entrance to my community, it was gone. This "attack" lasted about 15 minutes max. I still had no idea what it was, but began to research online.
A month later, another attack woke me from dead sleep. This time the pain was so intense, I could hardly breathe at all. I called 911 and they rushed me to the hospital. At the hospital, the doctor seemed to ignore me completely. I explained the pain and he kept shrugging it off, insisting it was an ulcer. I explained that would be impossible, as I have acid reflux and use acid inhibitors on a daily basis, which is prescribed for ulcers as well to allow the stomach to heal. I had also seen people with ulcers, and they were in consistent but not severe pain for days, not minutes to hours at a time. He still shrugged me off and sent me home with recommendations to see a gastrologist. By this time, the pain was gone, so I left.
A month later, while coming back from Salt Lake City on a business trip, I had another attack. I went to the hospital immediately upon returning home and this time the doctor listened to me. He did an ultrasound and found gallstones in my gallbladder. They wanted to immediately admit me for the weekend and perform surgery to remove my gallbladder on Monday. The pain was gone, so I refused and said I would set up an appointment. I had never had surgery before, so wasn't about to rush into it without research and alternatives.
For educational purposes, the gallbladder is a small organ attached to the small intestine and liver. The liver creates bile from cholesterol and stores the bile in the gallbladder. Bile digests fats. When you eat fatty foods, the stomach sends a signal to the gallbladder to release more bile into the intestine to break down the fats. No one knows what causes gallstones, but they are formed by hardened cholesterol. When the gallbladder attempts to pump bile into the intestine and the bile duct is blocked by a gallstone, the gallbladder becomes inflamed, hence the intense pain radiating up the back and abdomen, and the inability to breathe due to the pressure on the lungs and pancreas. I've spoken to many women who have compared the pain from gallstones with natural childbirth without painkillers.
My case seemed relatively mild. I read about many people who had a case so severe that everytime they ate, it caused pain. Mine were months apart since I rarely ate fast food. I did notice that everytime I had an attack, it was from fast food, so I decided to try an alternative. I changed my diet completely. I have not touched fast food since March and don't intend to again. No french fries drenched in grease. No burgers soaking in fat. Nothing! I began to eat a lot of greens and fruits as well. I had NO attacks for months... until two weeks ago...
Two weeks ago, I cheated. I ate homemade alfredo. I couldn't resist. I knew it was fattening, but I had eaten plenty of fattening food before my diet changed and still rarely had an attack, so I figured, what could it hurt? It was a costly mistake. I ended up having a severe, 12 hour attack. When I got to the hospital, my blood pressure was 190/105 and pulse rate was around 120. I was shaking uncontrollably. They immediately admitted me into the ER to monitor me. My blood pressure soon dropped, but the pain was still unbearable. They couldn't give me drugs due to the MRI tests they had to do to make sure my pancreas was okay. When they took my blood, my sugar levels were dangerously far from normal due to my inflammed gallbladders pressure on my pancreas. When the pain stopped, they checked my blood continuously for two days until it was normal. During this period, I had no solid food, and only had a block of about an hour a day for a liquid diet. It was terrible. I knew it was time to have it removed.
They did the surgery laproscopically. They cut very small incisions on the abdomen, without cutting muscle, and fill you up with gas. They then use cameras and lasers to remove the gallbladder. Two hours later, they discharged me. I was in severe pain for two days, mainly due to the gas moving around in my body. You literally have to "walk it off" to have the gas naturally leave you body, you can imagine how much fun that was!
Two weeks later, I'm gallbladderless. I am relatively pain free. I still plan on keeping my low fat diet, mainly because I just feel healthier. It is a relief to know I'll never feel gallstone pain again. (although on very rare occasions they can form in the liver and still get stuck in the bile duct)
That is "what's happening" with me. I guess it's all a part of getting older, your body starts telling you to treat yourself better. I don't want to lose any more organs.