Sooo, for the past few months I've been dealing with what I thought was heartburn, an ulcer, one of my meds causing stomach pain or something along those lines, but today I got a phone call from transplant coordinator nurse extraordinaire, and she said in not so many words "surprise! you have gallstones!".
How do they know this?
July I had my annual lets make sure nothing has gone horribly awry with study patient, abdominal ultrasound. Turns out something was awry. I go back to Chicago in a week for an added appointment and I'm sure said stones will be discussed then.
Meanwhile, you can sell your stocks in Tums. Sales will be plummeting. I'm going to stop eating them like they're Skittles.
They never helped anyway.