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Dear Gall Bladder,
If all of this pain is truly your fault, I just want you to know that I hate your guts. Well, I guess that would mean I hate my own guts?
You already know I have a low pain tolerance. And, dear Gall Bladder, that I am 14 weeks pregnant. Which means I may not be able to DO anything about your insistence to torment me.
GB, I cannot keep this baby healthy and eat no fat for 26 weeks! This is insane. Please quit your lolly-gagging and start working properly.
I’m having an ultrasound tomorrow morning to determine what’s going on with my gall bladder or if that’s even the problem. Please keep me and Baby the other “Vanderbilts” in your prayers–I’ve been a big waste of space since Friday. I hate it!