On New Year's Day we ate a disgustingly fatty meal of chicken cordeon bleu with EXTRA hollandaise sauce smothering it, and greasy rostaed potatoes which had way too much olive oil on them. I of course, piggy as usual, had to have a second ehaping portion. 20 minutes later, a sharp excruciating pain hit me in the upper right abdomen right under my rib cage. It radiated to the center of my chest where it burned, and into my back.
I went to ER and they couldn't diagnose me. They said my amylase level was elevated but my gall bladder showed as being VERY contracted on the CT Scan and they couldn't see anything - so they sent me home and said to fast and go see doc next day.
I never made it to my doctor 3 days later (they couldn't see me right away,) because I ended up at the ER again. This time, all I'd had was a glass of soda to keep my blood sugar up. I picked up my 30 lb. toddler and was carrying him to the car when the pain hit like a knife and felt like someone had put a belt around my entire upper abdomen and back and put it to the very tightest notch. I couldn't move! I thought I was dying. I called my husband who came to get me out of the car. It was the scariest, and much more excruciating than anything I'd ever felt (even giving birth!)
The ER did an ultrasound, EKG, and x-ray and said they couldn't find anything. They gave me pain meds, told me to take Prilosec and off I went.
I got to my doc the next day and he got me into the gastroenterologist 1 hour later. The gastro sent me for a HIDA Scan. During the scan, the techs were whispering and saying "Wow...that's strange." The test took 4x longer than one I had had in 2003. Back in 2003 they'd told me I had the fastest digestive system they'd ever seen and the test was done very quickly. This time, they told me I was taking a long time to move the radioactive material and that my gall bladder wasn't showing up well. Thy kept whispering and pointing and I was getting nervous. After the nurse came with the CCK, they left the room, still chatting about me. I was a nervous wreck.
3 days later I hadn't heard anything. I called office and doc called back. Apparently the slow reporting people at the imaging lab didn't think it was a rush! Finally my doc called to tell me that my gall bladder is malfunctioning and that it is only ejecting at an 18% rate. He said it will ned to come out, as an elective surgery. He also still has me scheduled to get my endoscopy because he thinks I may also have an ulcer. The acid reflux has been insane since the first attack!
I'm on vacation now and worried "sick." I've cut out 80% of the fat in my diet, am still having some pain, and can't stop thinking that my poor sickly gall bladder may just be going through a bad time and will get better.
Do gall bladders malfunction for any particular reason? Is it hereditary? My mother who doesn't drink) gets pancreatitis, and frequent attacks if she eats fats like butter or milk in excess.) I've never had a problem with eating fats. In fact, I did Atkins Diet for 3 years about 12 years ago and had no issues. Hmmm.. could that have burned out my gall bladder?
Can a gall bladder malfunction be caused my medications? Could it just be overly sensitive now that I'm 35, or since I've gained so much weight (211 lbs. on a 5' 2" frame,) or maybe it got kicked too much by my son when I was pregnant 2 years ago?
Can it get better? Is removing it my only option, or can I change my diet or try some alternative medicine? I'd hate to have to lose an organ! I want to save it! Maybe this is a temporary thing for it? Has anyone ever permanently staved off surgery with some lifestyle alterations? 18% doesn't seem THAT severe that I should give up on the poor thing... (I'm rather attached to my body parts.)
Thanks,
-Tiffany (Mysfyt)