Well, I've officially spent my first "post-op, might be related, might not be related" evening in the emergency waiting room at our local hospital.  I was having some major stomach and back pains.  I thought maybe some food was stuck and not moving into my intestines, like it should naturally...and maybe I was right, but it must've worked itself out in the waiting room, because I started to feel just fine.  I told them I didn't need to see a doctor anymore.  Since I felt much better, I wasn't about to spend a whole bunch of money to tell a doctor the same thing.  It could very well have been a gas bubble trying to make it's way through as well, but the pain was so intense it was making me nauseous and I had to hold back tears.I called my Mom just to keep her updated and she went and called my cousin, who came to the emergency room to sit with me.  It was nice to have someone there, even though I think I could've handled it alone.  It made the time pass rather quickly.Anyway, I'm feeling fine again.