A confession of a gallbladder

I've been bad, I know it but I just could not help myself. A perfect victim to my little plot. 

It started years ago. In the beginning I gave subtle and gentle hints. Uneasiness when eating fries, blown up stomach when too much goodies, bad night's sleep when eating too late. Just once in awhile as a reminder.

On our gallbladder FB group I get comments from other gallbladders that usually the host is totally oblivious to what our little bladder can do. Strange explanations are common and even people that should know better, blame our dysfunction on loads of other stuff.

But my host seems to be one of the more stupid ones. So I've been playing with her for some time.

Usually when we throw in heavy blown up stomach, pain in ribs, pain in back, nausea etc the host does understand that something is off and a doctor becomes our best friend helping in how to treat us better.

It started with me being kind and over the last years giving her very clear signals that I'm not to happy. But has she taken them? NO! Even with a family history - nope no bells have been ringing.

So I've become more and more naughty. I've thrown in some fever spells where she's been laying in bed shaking with cold. So cold socks, extra pysjamas and blanket have been put on, still to clattering teeth. But still no lights on. Cold flashes and menopause she said.

I've then slowly made her stomach blow up, at the end so big that it looked like she was 9 months pregnant with twins. Did it help? No, again menopause she said. Body changes then.

Rib pain, back pain and cramps then. Now I should get some attention. You believe what she's said? It's just the regular off days due to the fibro. Really, really, really!!!

Ok so now it's a challenge, how far can I go before she uses that brain of her's. 

As it turned out very far.
Added nausea, a lot of wind and bad stomach. Still nobody's home. Fibro, allergy, menopause. Excuses - again stupid excuses.

A week before Christmas I started a full on attack. Everything at ones, day and night.

Any movement in the brain department? No! How is that possible?

So I decided to really disturb her night sleep that is not good in the first place. Any takers? Nope.

In the end I had to throw it all in at the same time, adding pain so bad that she had no sleep at all and did not want to eat anymore.

And then the coin dropped.

It just took me around 6 months of heavy campaigning before she (under pressure from husband) finally gave in and went to see a doctor.

I felt rather proud of myself when the guy doing the ultrasound burst out saying: OOh la la la, this is not good at all. And asked my host why she had not gone to a doctor about this before.

Result of my campaign: Enlarged gallbladder with heavy infection and at least one stone blocking the tubes. Infection in intestines too. Yes! I did it, total blockage!

Afterwords: 

Of course I did not think too far ahead. Now the fun is over and my days with my host will soon be over too. She is not letting me play anymore eating a no fat, no fiber, no dairy, no gluten and no spices diet. She's sticking to the "baby" food.

I still tell her I'm here, making it uncomfortable for her to sit. But that pleasure is short lived. In 2 weeks time I'll be gone.

Oh well, it was fun while it lasted!


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