On Friday, I got a somewhat panicked call from my daughter, saying she hadn't slept and was in excrutiating pain. She had me call the doctor and we went in when the office opened.
The doctor thought it was gall bladder and ordered a sonogram. She was right. There were gallstones. From there, we proceeded straight to the surgeon.
I have NEVER, EVER had a doctor so thoroughly explain a procedure. In fact, he went into such depth, my eyes were glazing over.
I imagine she will have the procedure at the end of this week.