PMarsh's Journal

This morning I went for an ultrasound to see if I have gallstones.  I've been having attacks since just before Thanksgiving that I suspected were due to gallstones, and yup!  I've got them.  It was kind of funny -- seeing my ultrasound images was a lot like when a proud parent-to-be shows me their ultrasound pics.  I don't know what in the heck I'm looking at!  You know, when the parent says something like, "that's the head..." and I'm thinking, "whatever you say, but I totally don't see anything!"  The tech said, "there's your liver, your pancreas...," whatever.  I still couldn't really see it.  The only thing I could recognize  was my heart.  Even when she pointed out the stones, I couldn't tell how in the heck she knew.

So that's an unplanned surgical adventure!  I have to speak with my GP, since she's the one who ordered the test.  I went to see her about the painful attacks, and so she ordered the ultrasound to determine if I have stones.  I can only presume that surgery will follow.