I think I've finally started to wear down my gallbladder a little. It probably wasn't a good idea seeing as though gallbladder disease runs in my family. I'm pretty sure I've had two moderate gallbladder attacks in the last couple days. After eating something greasy, I got the pain in my back that is often associated with gallbladder attacks. It wasn't enough to put me down and make me vomit, but I certainly didn't feel like moving for a little while. And just as fast as it came on, it suddenly disappeared a little while later.
Now I'm being forced to eat healthy or possibly suffer a real gallbladder attack. I suppose it was only a matter of time before my body started to feel the effects of years of greasy abuse.
I guess it's a better warning than a massive heart attack or stroke. Still, I can't help but wish that my gallbladder would stop being a pansy.
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I had you pegged as a future chole from the moment I met you. :) I'll be right there with you someday though...I love me some greasy fried food.
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