A week gallbladder free


Found this selfie on my phone just before going into theater last week

I was pretty excited to be here; a week post op and gallbladder free. Ready to take on the world and eat all the things (sensibly and within reason, obviously).

Unfortunately, the reality of my gallbladder free life has been somewhat less than glamorous and not at all what I expected.

My procedure went well and was straight forward (sorry if you’ve already read this on Facebook) but I then spent 6 hours in recovery as the nurses there tried to get me a bed.

I was given the all clear to go home pretty much as soon as I left theater. So it was a day of back and forth – I was staying, I was going, staying, going… And so on until I was discharged at 4.30ish. Apparently I’m the first ever gallbladder removal to not stay overnight at our hospital and not having specific procedures for my follow up in place made the nurses unhappy, along with, what they called, my ‘situation’ (4 kids, one being a baby who still wakes over night and no additional family support to back up James while he cares for me).

Having had four cesareans I kind of assumed the recovery from this keyhole surgery would be easy. Not so. These four tiny (in comparison to my previous) incisions have been much harder to bounce back from and a week down the track I still have two which are very painful and I’m exhausted by doing nothing.

And the mental state that I was so happy about has taken a hit. I had asked my surgeon about picking up and holding Felix and was told that, of course, I would be able to do so, only to learn afterwards that I can lift up to five kilos – my baby is over 9.

Not being able to lift him is pretty crappy but I kinda thought I would be able to hold him and feed him as normal, just with someone else giving him to me. I can’t even do that. We have to snuggle and do feeds lying down and it doesn’t last long before he’s kicking or scratching at my belly.

Apart from sleeping, resting, getting up to eat and sometimes to NaNoWriMo or, in today’s case, blog I’m doing nothing. Everything has been left to James, from night wakings to lunch boxes, dinner, washing and all the things in between. I am so lucky to have such an amazing husband who has picked up everything to let me heal.

I’m feeling pretty useless and down. Wondering why something that seems like it should be so ‘easy’ to heal from, especially when I’ve been told it should be a ‘walk in the park’ compared to cesareans, has been so difficult. I’m missing being able to care for my family, cuddle my babies and wear Felix.

Thankfully, there have been things to appreciate from my place of rest over the past week, too.


Watching Felix capture and chew his toes (it’s not so easy with all those rolls you know)


Chats with this little man while I rest


Finding Wally


James embracing wrapping and taking it on to settle and sooth Felix




I’m looking forward to being myself again and kicking this blue mood to the curb.

How are you feeling (mentally, physically, emotionally)? Tell me how you’re doing.

Linking up with Jess for #ibot



  1. Oh this sounds like it must really suck, I am sorry you have to go through this but soon you will be back up and going and life will be good again. #TeamIBOT

    • Thanks Malinda! I can’t wait to be back at it!

  2. I’m sorry Becky. That must be really hard for you.
    I had some time on bed rest when pregnant, and really struggled not being able to do anything, so I understand your frustration with that helplessness at least. I’ll be praying you feel better soon, and are back on your feet.

    • Thanks so much Jess. I didn’t realise it would be so hard. I am so thankful I never had to be on bed rest while pregnant that has to be so tough.

  3. Oh you poor thing. I can understand you being upset you can’t hold your bub 🙁 Hang in there, lovely. I hope you’re feeling back to yourself very soon. Ps. Love the pic of the huge reading glasses 🙂

    • Thanks Renee, I’m holding tight to the idea that I will be able to do things with the kiddos soon!
      I love those glasses, too. They are from our dress up box and I just love when they get them out!

  4. Cute pics! Hope you’re feeling more yourself soon. Any surgery is a major shock to the body, even if it is “just” keyhole.

    • I feel like I’m getting there thanks, Janet. And, you’re right it is a major shock, I have to remember that my body has to heal internally as well as the little incisions that can be seen.

  5. Oh, That sounds so tough, I’m sorry. I wish you a speedy recovery xx

    • Thanks Nicole!

  6. Oh that sucks. There’s nothing worse than wanting to do something and having to do nothing. I’m tired…to the point where I’ve booked in with my GP to get my iron levels checked.

    • Oh Vanessa, I hope you get that sorted ASAP! Fingers crossed your doctor can give you some answers.

  7. Oh love! This sounds less than ideal… I would be cranky as especially not being able to snuggle my babe and feed him the best way. Good on your husband. I’m impressed with the baby wearing. Seriously? Ahhhmazing form. I have to say, I adore Felix in that black and white shot… what STUNNING eyes!! Love, as much of a nuisance as it is. Savior the rest as I suspect you’ll be run off you feet pretty soon again xx

    • I keep telling myself that I should be enjoying this time to rest, and I do appreciate that I have the opportunity, I just didn’t realise I would struggle so badly.
      I love that pic of Felix too and absolutely cannot rave enough about my hubby and how amazing he is being and I can’t get enough of the babywearing!
      Thanks for your supportive words x


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