Last night before I went to bed, I felt like a little snack and I got myself some 'borrelnootjes'. Basically coated peanuts and I love them. This morning I woke up at about 3 am to go to the bathroom and when I got back into bed, I felt some discomfort coming up. And up. And up! The same pain/discomfort I had had two months ago.
At 7 am the pain and discomfort had not abated, I had phoned work to say I was sick today and I was on the phone with the emergency doctor's service. After a gazillion questions: come and see us now. So, I got my father up and he drove me to the eds.
More questions, blood pressure, heart, and then prodding. Ooh, that prodding... Suspected gall problems. I would get a shot that would work within 10-15 minutes. It didn't. Because the eds was closing, I was sent on to A&E (same building), where they would continue my care. I got thingies stuck on me. I got a blood pressure cuff put on (which stayed on). I got a drip with more medication. I got a blanket. I got questions to answer. I had to leave blood and urine behind.
The doctor arrived. By then the pain had subsided fortunately and I was able to endure his prodding without shouting out. The drip was removed. As was the blood pressure cuff and some of the thingies. A wheel chair arrived and I was wheeled to the main hospital (still the same building) where they would do an ultrasound of my internal organs. I was wheeled back.
The results came back a little while later: yep, gall stones. Small ones. It might give me another attack, it might not. But for now, nothing will be done about it. Unless I will have more frequent and more bothersome attacks or if the gall bladder becomes infected, in which case I have to return.
We had arrived at 7.30 and left at 10.45 in the morning. Total cost: the price of a sandwich for my dad. Even the parking was free (they were working on the pay machine).
Oh, and those coated peanuts? I love them a bit less...