One more reassurance (gall bladder)

[redbird]

The doctor's office was quite efficient (I'm guessing surgeons don't have as many patient appointments as most other specialists), which meant that right at my scheduled time, the nurse showed me into an exam room, asked where the incisions were, and then instructed me to take my shirt off and put on a hospital gown, but that I could keep my bra on, and the doctor would be in in a couple of minutes. I had nothing handy to read, having left my magazine in the waiting room. So, as long as I had a couple of minutes waiting for the doctor, I took a moment to check my weight on the scale in the corner (the old-fashioned doctor's office kind where I could also have checked my height). I'm not 100% sure of the result, because the scale, and therefore I, was crammed into a small space between the exam table and some other object I forget, and that might distort things. Given that, it looks as though living largely on stored body fat for a week or so cost me no more than ten pounds, maybe less than five (I don't normally track my weight), so that's okay. I, adrian_turtle, and cattitude, had all been a little concerned: I'm supposed to get my energy and nutrients from food, but that was hard when I had no appetite.