denial, no more

The time has come to give in and see a surgeon about my options for gallstone treatment. Given my family history–not one of my immediate family members has a gallbladder–it’s more than likely I’m looking at surgery in the relatively near future. After dealing with (tmi alertinsane bouts of gas , pressure, sudden little jabs beneath my ribs, and discomfort, I have to admit it’s not indigestion or that I’ve been working out too much. This is definitely more than overindulgence or muscle aches (though I’m sure recent overindulgence exacerbated my latest attack). Now, I will whine and moan and wish I won’t have to go through with surgery, but I will likely have to regardless of all my raging against the situation. Worst part is this was probably brought on by weight-loss (yeah, apparently it’s a trigger for gallstones) and genetics–no help for it.

Author: emilia grace

romance writer and bibliophile

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