Damnit!

[deathpixie]

Looks like you were right, Dr. Harper - I need an ultrasound (will make the appointment tomorrow, hopefully for Saturday), but the symptoms are looking suspiciously gallbladdery. Which means surgery. *sighs* Keyhole surgery if they can get the inflammation down by me eating very plain, non-fatty foods for a while, or, if it won't go down or the pain/nausea/vomiting/fever get worse, I get to go to Emergency and have emergency 'cut her up and rip it out' surgery.

*whimpers* I want my Mum.

I've had all of three operations in my life - tonsils when I was four, ears pinned back when I was ten, and wisdom teeth when I was 18. The idea of going in is actually scaring the crap out of me. Can't I have my healthy body back, please?

Going for comfort sushi. That's non-fatty, right?

Edit: Thanks to everyone for your well-wishes and offers of help - it helps a lot. And I'll let you know what the results are as soon as I have them. Maybe it's just a false alarm, eh?

Edit the Second: Ultrasound's Tuesday at 11 am. No food or drink after midnight until it's done. Which isn't a big deal, since I haven't been able to eat brekkie for months. *hmms* And this whole thing explains the crappy appetite of the past few weeks, too. Pain's worse today, tho' - I'm hoping it's just psychosomatic.

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[ferox.livejournal.com]

Oh, prettygirl. Surgery is soso safe these days. If you need someone to go with you, hold your hand, take you home, I'll make the trip over.

No second thoughts; I'll be there in a flash.