Long story short - 3 days ago I ate sandwiches and banana shake in the morning and started having stomach pain, it was kinda all over. I thought just your average indigestion. Shall pass. So it goes away after 2 hours.
Then I eat rice, it starts again, I am like alright, what the heck. Thinking okay this will passing soon too. But it doesn't. Midnight comes. I feel hungry, my dumbahh decides to eat noodles. Somehow thinking it will make the pain go away. It doesn't. It's 2 am, I want to sleep, pain goes away suddenly and get myself to sleep...
But.. I wake up, check the time, it's 3 am. Pain is back and it's worse then ever. I am not able to sleep till morning. It's 6am. I call ambulance and get myself to hospital. I live in a small town, so they reccomend I get a ultrasound by getting transferred to the big town hospital.
I go there, get the ultrasound and they immediately want me to get admitted into the hospital. I agree.
It's 2pm of the same day now. I am waiting in the waiting area to meet my doctor. Doctor comes to meet me around 7pm. Says there are stones in gallbladder and they want me to get it surgically removed. My anxiety increases. I never had surgery and it's the doom of me. Then she starts talking about the risks of surgery. I am obese, this makes me think that my surgery is going to be not easy for them and I am like this is not helping me make a decision. Then after some thinking. I am like fahh it, let's get it over with. I agree to surgery. But deep down, I am scared to death. They told me not to eat or drink anything. Put me in the waiting list. Around 9pm nurse comes and says be ready for surgery and takes me to some room near surgery area or whatever. I am scared as hell, I ask her if my surgery is happening now, she says she doesn't know. Then probably the night nurse comes of the surgery ward. She says your surgery is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon.
I take a breath of relief, at least I can sleep peacefully today. Morning comes, I am scared to death. Start searching on Google about this surgery, find this subreddit, read different kind of stories. Mostly realize this is a very common surgery and they do this everyday. But I am actually much more concerned about something totally different. The anesthesia. It scares me. Going into sleep even though I don't feel sleepy is scary. Ask some AI's they say it's like a power off button, one moment you are conscious and the other your consciousness goes off. You don't realize it, your memory doesn't form. This scared the shit out of me. Afternoon comes, they take me to surgery, I am the operation room, scared as hell. They tieing me down and placing sensors. Last thing I remember from that room is they putting the oxygen mask on me. And the next thing I remember I wake up from sleep in the recovery area. I don't realize where I am. I start talking about work thinking I am at work. Takes me like 5 minute to realize it's done.
I was thinking too much about it.
Now post-op I walking a bit everyday, don't feel much pain except when I try to stand from a laying down position, coughing feels like my stomach is going to blow itself out if I cough too hard. Had a lot of diarrhea, but that's okay.
Just wanted to share my story. Thanks.