If you have been following my blog, you might notice something about this entry's title that differs from others. I used the word "with" instead of "without."
I had my gallbladder removed after giving birth to our second child. During that pregnancy I had a gallbladder attack that I thought was a heart attack. I was so scared. Seven months pregnant and I couldn't think why I couldn't breathe. (Side note: Always seek medical attention if you have ANY complications at ANY point in your pregnancy... as NO two women or pregnancies are every the SAME!)
Over the years I have had to change my eating habits. Fast food I soon discovered was never to pass my lips without a gallbladder. Did you know that this little organ helps you digest the "grease/oil/fat" found in various foods? I didn't then but sure do now; since I haven't had mine for 14 years.
I love bacon and sausage but have to be careful how much I eat and what type. Same goes with beef. Chicken and fish are much kinder to me.
Then there is condiments... Mayo I can use, but limited. Same with some salad dressings. Others don't seem to upset my delicate system.
But too much of the wrong ingredients, and well, I've found myself down-and-out-for-the-count for at most a day or two. Then there have been times when I wished I could stay in bed, and had to re-group in a matter of an hour and drag my sorry butt out of bed. Why? Because I am a mom and Moms don't get a "sick day." Only when/if dad is working from home do I get a "sick day."
So, why am I writing about my gallbladder... Because Sunday evening I made the "wrong food choice" and thankfully dad was home!