It's a little demoralizing to have surgery to take away pain and have the pain still be there. But indeed it is true in my case.
Shortly after the surgery, I was having some pain and figured it was gas because they told me I would feel gas pain. But it's not gas and evidently it was not all my gall bladder because it is gone and the pain is still here. The surgeon mentioned pancreatitis. That is a possibility but it mostly affects alcoholic men. I am neither.
Today I went to see my doctor. He ordered another blood test (done) and a CT scan and an Upper GI series. Whooppee. I have had CT's before but the thought of drinking barium is nauseating. I have to wait for an insurance code to make the appointment but hopefully it will be soon. And I have to just live with the pain until we figure out what's causing it. Pain killers make me sleepy/sick so I'll just have to deal.
So, some non stressful socks. I gave up for now on the yarn Kate gave me because it makes a camouflage pattern with stripes and I am not a cammo kind of woman. (I think my nephew who is 2 might like socks made out of cammo and stripes. ) I instead started a plain pair of socks using Online cotton. The colors are muted because it looks like the colors are plyed with some white. It's self striping/patterning and after 3 inches it hasn't repeated. I am watching with fascination as the fabric unfolds.
Yesterday as I was walking to the train, there were two young girls in yellow cotton dresses in front of me. Something in the way the skirts caught the wind and the sun through the trees grabbed at a memory in my head but thatfast it was gone. I have been chasing it ever since because I think it was a good memory, maybe of a yellow dress that I had as a girl. I just can't seem to catch it. It made me smile anyway and that's not a bad way to end a work day.
I have the rest of the day off since I was at the doctor's this morning. I was going to sit outside since we are experiencing some truly spring-like weather. My allergies are raging but that wouldn't stop me. However, the men with the trucks and tree-cutting machines might. They are very noisy. I guess I'll wait until they're done.
Happy Hump Day!