
Ok so that one isn't mine, but it looks something like that now - in a bag.
They pulled it out of my belly button and I have 2 other little holes below. Very minor scars for sure. I'm recovering very quickly. I'm moving around and even going out for small journeys.
I've had people being me some leftovers so I don't have to do much cooking.
I had to kick my family out the door so they wouldn't miss their flight to Michigan, because I will be well enough to fly to Montreal Wednesday and I didn't want to have them stranded here all alone. Besides, the quiet and stillness I think is helping me to recover quickly, too.
So here's how it happened: Monday night, I had some bad gassy cramp just below my sternum. It got so bad, Tuesday early morning I took some Tylenol for pain. Threw it up. Took pepto bismal. Threw it up. Tried to drink fluids because I was throwing up and didn't want to dehydrate...threw them up. So I missed work Tuesday and slept most of the day with a fever (hot and cold sweats). That night I started massaging my gut as firmly as I could and the gas finally moved to my belly button. It still hurt, but at least I wasn't throwing up anymore. I massaged some more and it moved to my right hip. It hurt real bad there, too.
For those of you who don't know (like I didn't), this movement of stomach pain from the belly button to the right hip is the classic appendicitis symptom.
Wednesday morning, I was determined not to miss another day of work over this silly stomach pain, so I went to a quickcare at 8:30 am. They pushed and prodded asking me where it hurt and determined that is was likely my appendix and that I needed to go to the ER immediately. I stopped by the house to get a book, 'cause I already spent 2 hours at the quickcare and I know the hospital would take even longer. I went to the ER at 11:00 am and told them just the part where I thought it was my appendix. That sped things right along. By 1pm I had several vials of blood draw, and I had drunk something that had the distict aftertaste of the cheapest dark chocolate I've ever had and I was being wheeled to the ct scanner. By 2:30pm it was determined that my white blood cell count was up (showing signs of infection) and my appendix was enlarged. It had to come out. By 5:30pm, I woke up gagging on a large breathing tube in the recovery section.
Annjilla and the kids were in my room when they wheeled my bed in. It was so nice to see them there. Their love is the best medicine.
The kids were getting fussy and tired, so they left and my hometeacher showed up a little after to give me a blessing.
I had a clear liquids diet until the next day. They needed to have me pass gas to make sure the track was all working well. Then they bumped me up to turkey dinner on Thanksgiving just before I was released from the hospital.
Crazy, huh?
btw, see the next post down, please.