Sausage hash was mentioned in something I read recently. And it sounded like a great idea. I had the ingredients on hand. I chopped up a couple frozen Brats, a nuked potato, and some onion. Wednesday dinner was great. Yum! It was so good I had it again on thursday. A few hours later the pain started. It was abdominal, right side above the belt line. it radiated upward to shoulder height. Classic gallbladder attack symptoms.
An Ibuprofen didn't touch the pain. So it was off to the local ER. I checked in around 10 pm Thursday. About 4 hours later I received a pain killer, antibiotics, and fluids. Then held for observation. Friday was an IV banquet. The transfer decision was made. However,the regional facility had no openings. So I parked waiting for an opening.
I feasted on fluids thru Friday. Mid evening it was transport time. Another late night, 90 mile ambulance ride to the regional hospital. Weather was mild , warmish, no blizzard or deep drifts. The ride was as pleasant as possible.
Regional check in was a little after midnight Saturday morning. My fluids were replenished in a flash. After testing and observation it seemed that surgery was unnecessary. Saturday evening I received more fluids and a scoop of naked mashed potatoes, a warm liquid (broth/gravy ?), chocolate pudding, and milk.
Sunday morning breakfast was one slice of simulated bacon, bounceable scrambled eggs, abt. 1 1/2 sq. in of waffle, fresh fruit, milk, and coffee (the coffee was translucent). Word came that I'd be released sometime Sunday. Great but how the hell do I get home? Apparently the regional facility didn't know or care. Lucky I have concerned & caring neighbors who help when needed.
I would be remiss without mentioning the competent, compassionate, and considerate folks who helped me through the ordeal.
So the question is: Biliary colic from culinary and/or dietary misadventure?
