Well, I just came from the doctor. Seems I have a gallstone. The good news is that it’s mobile. The bad news is that I’m going to have to have my gallbladder surgically removed. I’m told that it’s keyhole surgery these days, and I do have private health cover, but still. Having one’s body invaded by surgical intruments (even through a keyhole) isn’t a happy thought.

I also have elevated cholesterol AND something weird going on with my blood sugar, so I have to go back and get that nasty two hour test where you fast all night and then drink disgustingly sweet liquid and get blood drawn several times. I HATE that one.

Basically, this means I’m going to have to go on a permanent low-fat diet. It’s a bit annoying, but I’ve done the low-fat thing before. It’s troublesome at first (you crave fat!) but once you adjust to it, it’s okay. You start to naturally want to eat low fat things and you start to automatically turn your nose up at high fat stuff, so that’s all right. I can do that. I don’t eat a particularly high fat diet now (it’s just moderate, with occasional splurges).

Well, at least I wasn’t imagining it. It’s pretty annoying to go to the doctor and have them run a bunch of tests and find that everything looks normal and they can’t tell you what’s wrong. At least with this, I can actually make positive changes to help fix the problem.

So, well, I just took it all in my stride. The doctor seemed concerned that I’d freak out or something, but, eh, other than being slightly surprised to find I actually have a gallstone, it seems pretty okay to me. I can deal with this (though I’m going to be very annoyed if it turns out I’m diabetic; a low-fat diet is one thing, but a diabetic diet is entirely something else!).

Share/Bookmark