Yes, I'm having my gall bladder out. Worried? A little, but mostly frustrated because I HATE having any kind of procedure.
Back in 1996, I had my hysterectomy. Nice little bikini cut, surgery went fine then the two young nurses proceeded to let me hemorrhage all day long. My doctor almost had a stroke when he arrived to check on me that night and realized what had happened. They were talking blood transfusions and all that good junk. Not fun. I'd never, ever been so weak in my entire life. So, now, I'm a little leary of any kind of surgery.
I know this type of stuff doesn't happen all the time but it really impacted me. Put up a mental block that I really have a hard time overcoming. Yes, I will have the surgery, but I'm not looking forward to it. Not at all!
This has also halted all writing for me. Can't concentrate to write or (LOL!) sleep. Try not to think about it but human nature sort of over-rides my good intentions and I end up right back worrying.
Everyone, please keep me in your thoughts Wednesday morning! I'm going to need it with my nerves!