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July 19, 2010


Oh man, they are NOT FUN, not. one. bit.

My first gall bladder attack made me dream I was in a battle(think LoTR) and somebody ran me through with a spear! I woke up in the worst pain I'd ever experienced. At the time I didn't realize what it was and it didn't happen again til the end of my third pregnancy.

All it took was a piece of chicken skin the size of my pinkie fingernail and I was doubled over for hours. This happened several times the last few weeks and once more about 5 weeks after birth. That one landed me in the hospital after 9 hours of being on the floor. I got some pretty good drugs but they said I didn't have stones, just "sludge", whatever that is.

I completely eliminated fats from my diet for the next few years and never had another attack. Very occasionally my side will ache like a slight pulled muscle but that's all. Ten years later I still have my gall bladder and I now eat fats(but stay away from processed foods as much as I can).

If you have another attack, try laying on your right side. This helps the stones fall back into the gall bladder and not get stuck in the ducts.

It is good to try and keep your gall bladder. My mom and aunts have had theirs out and have all kinds of bowel issues now as a result.

I hope this was your last attack ever!


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