Fair, female, fertile and fat

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I went to the doctor this week because I was feeling generally bad, and because last weekend I had a pain in my abdomen that felt like “Ohmigod, did my appendix just burst?” but went away quickly.

My doc identified the pain as coming from the gall bladder. “There?” “No, lower” “There?” “Yeee-ouch! Yes, that would be it”

So I had to look up gall bladder problems on the web. One site on gallstones listed the common risk factors for gallstones with exactly the phrase I put in the OP title.

Oooh, here’s another site that likes f-ing alliteration:
“fair, fat, and forty” and “the “Four Fs:” fat, female, fertile, and flatulent”

What’s depressing is that all of those describe me well.
How galling.

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ah, the accursed gallbladder. I was sure I was having a heart attack. I thought I was going to die at work. I was bundled into an ambulance and taken to the hospital, only to have them tell me it was my gallbladder.

It’s gone now.

I took a photo of my scars. Four of them. Two are all but invisible now.

I felt your pain. I sympathize.