But the pain didn’t stop. It got worse, especially after eating. It became a quiet background companion during always in the middle of the night. When I finally went to the ER one night, scans showed my gallbladder was riddled with stones. The validation alone felt like healing had begun. But the real journey started after the surgery.
If you're a mom facing gallbladder removal or recovering from it, this post is for you. Here’s everything I wish I had known about post-surgery recovery—plus the essentials that truly helped me heal while still managing life as a mom.