I had my gallbladder removed on Wednesday and my plan was to be back on my feet on Thursday or Friday. I didn’t plan for my gallbladder to be very inflamed and end up needing a drain which is still implanted in my right side. I didn’t plan for this surgery to hurt more than my gastric bypass in November. I didn’t plan for my abdomen to be so bloated that my size 3x pants felt tight …I really wear an xl. I didn’t realize that this particular side effect of this surgery would be so emotional for me. Two days after surgery, I weighed myself and I had gained 6 lbs. I have not gained any kind of weight in a year. I’ve lost lots of weight and at the very worst, maintained a weight for longer than I might have liked. I can’t exercise for 4 weeks and that scares me. Those things plus pain turned me into a sobbing mess a couple of nights ago. I couldn’t stop crying and crying made my belly hurt more. It was horrible. Horrible enough that I finally took the narcotic painkillers that I avoid like the plague. Both my parents are addicts. I’m recovering from an addiction to food. I don’t want to be a drug addiction. Well, thankfully, they stopped the pain but I don’t think I’ll get addicted because they made me extremely itchy. I just can’t win sometimes.