[Nucky]

Originally Posted by Kenswing

Well as you say, the pain is NOTHING enjoyable but it was the aftermath of the surgery that about killed me.

Had laproscopic surgery to remove gallstones. Everything seemed to have gone fine. About a week later I started to experience pain again. Went back to the docs and they did a few tests and couldn't find anything wrong. Another week goes by and still have pain.. Did an MRI and some other leak tests and still NOTHING.

Three weeks and excruciating pain. Go to the ER and they couldn't find anything. Mrs. K is suspecting pancreatitis.. Given a bottle of Vicodin and told to have a good day.

Two more days, go back to the ER. Mrs K. insists I have pancreatitis. Doc says blood work normal. Given another bottle of Vicodin and told to have a good day.

One thing I failed to mention is that Mrs. K worked for this hospital system, just not the location I was going to.

Another couple of days... Woke up doubled over. Looked yellow and my pee was the color of rootbeer.

Back to the ER. I was starting to lose consciousness. Mrs. K was on her way to work so had her uniform on so when she yelled for a doctor people finally took action.

At that time I think we were married maybe two years and in that time I don't think I had ever heard a swear word come out of Mrs. K's mouth. As I was going out the Nursing Manager put her arm around Mrs. K's shoulder and said don't worry. everything will be okay. The last thing I remember hearing was "Get your F***ing hands off me and take care of my husband

I woke up three days later with a priest at my bedside. I thought it was game over. lol Evidently he was the hospital priest and Mrs. K had him checking on me daily.

Once I finally got into a regular hospital bed the care changed dramatically for the better. The doc that took care of me did everything Mrs. K told him to.. There was even a note on my chart that said "No procedure to be performed without first being approved by Mrs. K". lol Ended up being in the hospital for three weeks.

It turns out that they missed a stone during surgery and it found its way into my pancreatic duct causing, as Mrs. K told them, pancreatitis.

That is NOTHING but some story. They missed one little stone and all those problems ensued. See K-Man, this is the reason you needed a backup Enforcer to Mrs. K-Lady. Seriously its just terrible. The Doctor caught me by surprise yesterday with the news on the telephone while I was busy and I need to talk to him again when I'm ready to receive all the information properly.

I'm awake now because of pain in my lower right side back. I'm almost certain he said Gall Stoners are in the front on the right. The main thing is The Vena Cava Filter I have to keep blood clots from wiping me NOTHING but out looks stable which is a major relief. It does have one extra attraction which is shortness of breath, thanks a million, helps you live but sometimes begging for your next breath doesn't add up.

Mistakes during surgery are common. Mrs. Nucky's dad had a sponge left behind after they sewed him up and he eventually passed away from the infection it caused. Thankfully Mrs. K put her foot down and thank God she did cause we need you here.

I was offered pain meds and turned them down for now but no John Wayne thing going on here. If it gets bad I'll take 'em. Thanks for relating your experience.