It’s our last days of the journey and we are in Newcastle Upon Tyne staying with my niece and her partner. We’ve been taking Jeff’s mom out every day to different little towns and villages having lunch. So one day I decided I wanted more than anything fish and chips. It turned out to be a really bad idea. Especially with the ice cream cone as dessert!
About an hour later we were driving home from Sea Houses and it started. The most incredible pain. We get back to the apartment and I went to bed. I tried everything to ease the pain: a hot water bottle on my tummy, meditation, walking, siting and lying down, but the pain just got worse. After 3 ½ hours I said to Jeff, “I have to go to hospital.” They all whipped me in the car to the nearest National Health Hospital a couple of miles away. They helped me into the walk-in/Emergency Room reception. The triage nurse took one look at my gray face, my doubled over walk and said, “go straight to emergency.” Next thing I’m in a bed and nurse is asking me, “How bad is your pain on a scale of 1 – 10?” I managed to gasp, “Twenty!”
Over the next several hours I was given 3 shots of morphine and visits from the doctor and surgeon. After a scan of my tummy, they discovered it was my gall bladder. “You have gall stones.” The surgeon said, “I can take your gall bladder out on Monday. I can’t do it over the weekend as technically it’s not a life threatening situation,” he added.
Here’s a big thumbs up to the National Health Service. No insurance, no money changing hands, and all the very best care in the world. I explained to the surgeon that I was flying back to Chicago on Tuesday and he said, “you won’t be able to fly for 6 weeks after surgery to prevent blood clots.” I could opt for medication as long as I saw my doctor in the US on my return. He also advised me against fatty foods and dairy. “It’s a strict non-fat diet.” Is actually what he said.
So here I am my friend, back in the US still with my gall bladder and wondering if I can deal with my situation by diet alone. Whatever the result, it’s a big wake up call for eating healthy. Today my friend, take a look in your kitchen. Throw away all the food that is not healthy. Start today my friend and let’s begin a healthy diet. I’m not saying you need to go on a strict low-fat diet—but let’s today my friend—let’s today eat healthy. Our bodies will love us for it.