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After I got my gallbladder out the nurse in the post op room told me that I should take a laxitive because they didn't want me straining to poop.
Well let me tell you what you definitely don't need immediately after getting you gallbladder out or for the next several months, if you guessed a laxitive then you'd be 110% correct. Holy shit it was bad. I didn't even take the full dose. Just one fucking pill and I couldn't so much a sneak a squeak for the next 12 hour without completely spray painting something. My gut is thankfully back to normal now nearly a year later but I still can't bring myself to trust my farts. I've never so much as had a close call since then but I just can't bring myself to trusting my ass. It burned that bridge.
interesting. After my gallbladder removal, I didn't have any trouble.
The only thing they said to me was "you'll notice it if you eat anything super fatty"
I live right next to the state specifically known for producing the most and largest variety of cheeses in the world. I'm not going to let something as minor as some cataclysmic gastric distress get between me and my processed milk fat.
Joking aside my shits were apocalyptic for like a month after I got my gallbladder out regardless of what I ate. But my body is used to a very fat heavy diet and the doc told me my gall bladder looked like it had been fucked up for a while. So my body was probably overcompensating a bit on the bile.
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