Just came back from home. Only just found out about my grandma having gallstones and needing operation, an hour ago. Funny, she was always complaining about her rheumatism, but now gallstones? She's always as fit as a fiddle, even fitter than my own mom. How is it that she, a person of great stamina, can have gallstones in her gallbladder?
"Eh tell you ah, I have gallstones," the first thing she laughingly told me was that, when I asked her about her chronic pain at the torso, which was going on for about a week already since. "Few days later, going for operation to remove the gallbladder."
"Are you serious." She spoke so jokingly that I cannot really believe what she said earlier.
"Gallstones, lor. Went for checkup today with her," my uncle cut in. No wonder the first thing he hollered across the living room to the outside door when I came back was why I sent a message to him via phone.
...Okay. Less ability to digest fats because of less bile and nowhere to contain the bile produced, once the gallbladder is removed surgically. Doctor said that it wasn't serious - it's something like having your appendix removed when you have appendicitis. Oops, so that means that the next time my grandma eats a lot of fatty foods, she starts to pass out oil in her stools...?
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