gallbladder 86-ed
My gallbladder was removed about two weeks ago. Are you surprised? I sure was, and still am. that was a real left-fielder.
I'd been doing a "cleanse" diet for about a week and 3-4 days. Two days before, I'd started feeling tired and a bit under the weather for the first time since starting the diet. I thought this was strange because everything I'd read and heard made me think I might feel bad at first but good for most of the time. Instead, I felt fine (great) until day number 9, or so. On day 11 I had some abdominal pain, that kept getting worse. I decided to go to bed and sleep it off, but I found I couldn't lie down. Then, I couldn't stop moving. It sucked.
I paced... laid down... on my stomach, on my back on my side, I knelt, I leaned over chairs... I did whatever I could to try to relax because I was so tired, but could not. I thought I must have food poisoning, though I wasn't really nauseous at all. After an hour of hell in my apartment, I drove myself to the emergency room. I thought I was probably being a wimp... because I thought uhm... the pain wasn't really that bad... but I could NOT ignore it... I could not stand still... and it became pure agony.
I arrived in the ER at something like 1:30am. After they finally gave me pain meds by something like 2:30-3am... I could finally sleep which was *absolute heaven*. They removed my gallbladder, via laparoscopic surgery, at 4:30pm that same day, and I left the hospital by 7:30 that evening. whoa.
I'm not saying that cleanse diet necessarily had anything to do with the sudden gallstones and inflammation. It's in interesting coincidence though. I'd never done a detox anything before... and I'm guessing my body was pretty toxic. (probably still is, but less so.)
hm. btw, my skin is looking very good now, and I've lost something like 5lbs in the last 3 weeks. heh. Did I mention I became a vegetarian about 4-5 months ago? Back then I weighed something like 195lbs, which is the heaviest I've ever been. About a month ago I was joking to myself that "I never thought I would be happy to weigh 185." (because "normal" for me is more like 160, and good is closer to 150.) Now I'm 180 or less... and I'm just confused by this. since I started the vege thing... I haven't been craving food so much. (it's weird.) I never expected to lose weight, and certainly not this much, or this fast. And, I'm happy and satisfied. *knocks wood*... Of course, all things are temporary... especially my happiness. ;) I have to say though... that since I stopped trying to be a rock star and instead am just trying to be a normal/good/moral/simple person... things are going pretty well. I'm never going to be rich, or famous, or admired, or anything else that I've wanted. instead, I'm going to be normal, awkward, confused, uncelebrated, unglamorous, goofy, afraid ... honest, simple, accepting (of as much as possible), quiet, and be around people who are very, very much like myself. I'm also always conscious and aware... i.e. no more "soma vacations". ;) I'm stuck in my body, and in my life, and always will be. And, I'm really learning to like it. who knew I would one day sort of understand patience? haha. who knew I could be happy without being powerful, respected, and rich? haha. who knew...
it's funny that I only write here when I'm happy. I wonder... I must look like an irritatingly happy idiot to you people. I think that might be the only image I'm comfortable with projecting. hehe. No, the truth is, I'm just like you. :) (unless you people are all irritatingly happy... in which case... no, I'm not anything like a "rock star.")
I'd been doing a "cleanse" diet for about a week and 3-4 days. Two days before, I'd started feeling tired and a bit under the weather for the first time since starting the diet. I thought this was strange because everything I'd read and heard made me think I might feel bad at first but good for most of the time. Instead, I felt fine (great) until day number 9, or so. On day 11 I had some abdominal pain, that kept getting worse. I decided to go to bed and sleep it off, but I found I couldn't lie down. Then, I couldn't stop moving. It sucked.
I paced... laid down... on my stomach, on my back on my side, I knelt, I leaned over chairs... I did whatever I could to try to relax because I was so tired, but could not. I thought I must have food poisoning, though I wasn't really nauseous at all. After an hour of hell in my apartment, I drove myself to the emergency room. I thought I was probably being a wimp... because I thought uhm... the pain wasn't really that bad... but I could NOT ignore it... I could not stand still... and it became pure agony.
I arrived in the ER at something like 1:30am. After they finally gave me pain meds by something like 2:30-3am... I could finally sleep which was *absolute heaven*. They removed my gallbladder, via laparoscopic surgery, at 4:30pm that same day, and I left the hospital by 7:30 that evening. whoa.
I'm not saying that cleanse diet necessarily had anything to do with the sudden gallstones and inflammation. It's in interesting coincidence though. I'd never done a detox anything before... and I'm guessing my body was pretty toxic. (probably still is, but less so.)
hm. btw, my skin is looking very good now, and I've lost something like 5lbs in the last 3 weeks. heh. Did I mention I became a vegetarian about 4-5 months ago? Back then I weighed something like 195lbs, which is the heaviest I've ever been. About a month ago I was joking to myself that "I never thought I would be happy to weigh 185." (because "normal" for me is more like 160, and good is closer to 150.) Now I'm 180 or less... and I'm just confused by this. since I started the vege thing... I haven't been craving food so much. (it's weird.) I never expected to lose weight, and certainly not this much, or this fast. And, I'm happy and satisfied. *knocks wood*... Of course, all things are temporary... especially my happiness. ;) I have to say though... that since I stopped trying to be a rock star and instead am just trying to be a normal/good/moral/simple person... things are going pretty well. I'm never going to be rich, or famous, or admired, or anything else that I've wanted. instead, I'm going to be normal, awkward, confused, uncelebrated, unglamorous, goofy, afraid ... honest, simple, accepting (of as much as possible), quiet, and be around people who are very, very much like myself. I'm also always conscious and aware... i.e. no more "soma vacations". ;) I'm stuck in my body, and in my life, and always will be. And, I'm really learning to like it. who knew I would one day sort of understand patience? haha. who knew I could be happy without being powerful, respected, and rich? haha. who knew...
it's funny that I only write here when I'm happy. I wonder... I must look like an irritatingly happy idiot to you people. I think that might be the only image I'm comfortable with projecting. hehe. No, the truth is, I'm just like you. :) (unless you people are all irritatingly happy... in which case... no, I'm not anything like a "rock star.")