being gall-less

a lil over ten days ago, i underwent a surgery. we all feel differently about our personal challenges, this one was supreme for me.

i was diagnosed with gall stones a long time ago, i immediately decided to get it operated, after all, i was a young, stoic girl, too busy with life to waste a moment over what really had to be done and gotten over with. fixed an appointment, got the OT booked, all set for it. then i heard my cousin had delivered a baby and we went to see her, only to lose her hours later to the same surgery, she was diagnosed with the gall stones during her pregnancy and was operated soon after her delivery, the surgeon slipped and gave her pancreatistis and that was it. i cancelled my OT booking.

months later, my other cousin goes through hell with the same surgery, suffering two years before she could surface. all in all, i was terrified, if not worse. alot happened soon after, many many homeopaths were tried and tested and chucked, only to gain an unfathomable amount of weight...thats when i realised, i couldn’t hide any longer, the truth is staring me in my face, cajoling me sometimes, beseeching me at others, and when i don’t look, yelling inside my ears!

if there is a mystic law, its this. last year i was hospitalised for exhaustion, thats when i discovered my life long suffering cause - thalassemia. that answered so many questions for me. im glad that i got operated post this discovery, it was important. ofcourse the surgery went well, ofcourse i was i am recovering just fine. the acidity took its toll, incase you dont know this already, they actually pump CO2 into you before they cut those holes and the gas takes it time before it bids adieu!

to top it all, the bladder actually looks so innocent, baby pink, no taller than your thumb, it was floating in a jar, with those puppy eyes, but i had to let go...(LOL). i still have the stones, they are black and have this rough texture, divided between keeping them and flushing them...hmmmm. but the good thing is i have already begun to lose some weight and im feeling good that soon i will be myself ( and can wear that dress im dying to wear!). in the meanwhile im being spoilt, with care, love and presents, have a pile of books i havent opened, perfumes i havent sniffed, bags i cant carry yet...shoes too high for my delicate state...but its such a nice place to be- all nice and cozy!!!

i cant bend, take the stairs, eat out, jump, dance, shop, become one with the most scrumptious chocolates, but i can walk, can talk, can read, i can sit back and watch as many movies, sleep like a baby and smile, the worst is over...