So this one time, I had some pretty rough pain in my abdomen for 4 days and it fit the description of appendicitis. And I went to the doctor and he was like, “yeah, you have appendicitis. You should go to the ER and get that taken care of.”
So I prepared myself for the first surgery I’d ever had, and waited to be taken in. And then 6 hours later (not exaggerating) the ER doctor told me I did NOT have appendicitis and I could go home. After an IV and a CT scan and lots of sitting around watching NBC sitcoms and after all my HSA money was spent, I’d imagine. I had never had a CT before. That dye stuff is weird, huh? I thought I was going to choke to death. I didn’t! Hooray!
So I’ve still got this weird pain thing in my belly sometimes. Right about where the appendix is, it seems. But I don’t have appendictis. And I don’t have any cysts. And I didn’t have to have surgery less than a week before I spend some time in a 4th world country. Yay! He offered pain medication if I want it (which I most likely won’t take – I hate the way pain pills make me feel) and suggested I call my doctor again early next week if the pain doesn’t go away. I’m also going to try out a clear liquid diet for 24 hours and see if that helps any. Thankfully black coffee counts as a clear liquid, because I’m worn out. Way way worn out.
Thanks for the prayers and all the sweet words of encouragement, friends! I’m healthyish and ready to go play in Haiti.