The good news is that I can drive now and get out as I like (as long as I skip the pain med, of course). The gallbladder was inflamed, so it was necessary to have it removed. This is always good to know, that the surgery was necessary. The other news is that the liver is also inflamed, but of course we can't have it removed. Since apparently it is a duty of mine to overcome or at least struggle mightily with medical phobias, I still have to see the GI specialist, who does specialize in liver issues. I'm not overly concerned yet since the antimitochondrial antibodies test was negative, but I am surprised that the pathology report wasn't more specific.
I need a little more courage. To me, courage is like energy; expending some helps build your reserves. Challenge yourself too much and you may set yourself back, but the idea is exercising the spirit. Lynette Jennings, a home decorator, says it takes courage to paint a room red, but I've already done that, and I think painting another room red would maybe not make our home more marketable.
We went to our local Borders (yes, I got out!) to browse for a bit after the appointment. I came across a new book called Brain Storms: Surviving Catastrophic Illness, by Les Duncan. It includes some of the medical humor I've been looking for, including a chart to translate doctor speak into plain language. Examples, from memory:
"You'll need to follow up with a specialist" = "I have no idea what's wrong with you."
"Please schedule a follow-up appointment" = "I want a 5-disc CD player added."
"I've got good news and bad news" = "I've got bad news."
I do say "other news" rather than "bad news" here since I don't know the whole story yet and I'm probably okay. What I do know is I'm so tired of the medical merry-go-round. I'm still thinking it may be from gallbladder or pain meds. I've been tested for all kinds of potential causes for liver issues and nothing so far.