Surgery

So today after I went shopping for three hours for work (the grocery store was surprisingly NOT packed, thank Bob!), and spent another hour putting things away and getting ready to be out of the office for 2 days, I came home to find my husband sleeping. We had to leave for his ultrasound appointment; he'd been having bad stomach pains. Apparently he hadn't slept well last night (a common occurance) and got up and fed the cat and then ended up taking a nap for three hours!

At the ultrasound, the tech asked if he was feeling any pain in a specific spot, so I knew that there was something wrong and that she'd found it. I couldn't tell what she was pressing on, but I knew it was somewhere near the kidney since that's where she worked next.

We came home and chilled for a while and then Robin turned on his cell phone to make a phone call. He had a voicemail from his PCP (primary care physician) asking him to call her because the results from the ultrasound were in. Woah. Well then we definitely knew something was up.

It turns out that his gallbladder needs to be removed! Eep. I'm hoping that they had do the less invasive surgery, but looking it up, I think he might have to have the more intense surgery. That means longer recovery time. Neither of us gets sick/vacation time and this is the busiest time of year for both of us at work and personally. So we don't know what is going to happen. They're scheduling him for the next available appointment, so it's pretty important. I'm so greatful we have insurance, otherwise we just couldn't do it. I don't know how we're going to afford his time off from work; we're just recovering from him being out of work for several months while looking or a job after we moved here. I'm nervous, but glad that something is going to happen to make him feel better.