[Feeling Empty] Errgghh [Lots of Pain]

Well. I've lost something dear to me. It hurts alot. It feels like someone jabbed a knife into my side and ripped out a buldging, pulsating organ. And now all that's left is a scar. A scar to remind me of the pain suffered over the past few days.

I can't get off the couch, I can barely eat, and walking, I just don't feel like walking anymore.

You see it all started at 1:00 PM monday. When my dearest...Oh dearest.... Appendix started to cause me a whirlwind of pain. Well more like a constipated cramp feeling in my midsection. I thought I just needed to get home and activate toliet function #2. So I worked the last 3 hours of my shift and got my self home. However, toliet function gave me a 404 and I thought myself to be constipated.

Well if that was the truth, I'd be lucky! The pain started in my midsection but burned its self to my right side. A classic sign of Appendicitis. But being the only one in my family to ever have this illness we weren't quick to diagnose it.

Mom mentioned it, but I was like, "What? No way!" And I powered kicked the suggestion out the window while it screamed, "Curse you, WALRUS!! CURSEEE YOUUUU!"

We looked it up on Wiki ne ways and I was like, "I have none of thos symptoms."

Then I puked...Twice...My last meal 12:00 Monday..Mich's Spag Dinner with Apple Juice sent to the bottom of my trash bin like many alcoholic liquids consumed over many different and fun nights.

So I went downstairs, told mom the situation and with a quick call to health Canada I was on my way to Lameungay Town's Lameungay General Hospital. Which also goes under the name of NOACTUALDOCTOR GENERAL HOSPITAL. As I sat through registration it was to my pain to find out that after 2 hours of waiting there was no Surgeon to operate on me. So while knocked up on Gravol and Morphine I was sent away (by my father's van) 1 hour away to the Kingston, Ontario. Where I slept in emergancy next to a child with a horrible wail connected to a lung disease and a grandma who complained more then a bratty child in a toy store.

Well only one night at that and later in the afternoon I was sent away to surgery. And lemme tell you something, a good 90% of the male nurse/doctors were cute. So here am I being touched, poked, and proded by Soap Opera looking medical staff. Manly stubble, tanned skin, dark eyes...GOD.>_> Sadly though the cutest of the male surgeons could not make it to the "Cut-me-up" show staring inarut and was replaced by an older man who kinda creeped the living appendix out of me.

So surgery went like this. Lights, mask, breathe in, wake up with painful scar.

However all was not bad as a new and cute male nurse...uh...nursed me for my last day in the hospital. He was a student....American...nice guy.

Anyways I'm at home now. My scar has limited my desire to eat and also walking or getting up is kinda difficult right now. I'll have pics of the scar once it heals a bit more.

And that is what is new for the Walrus.
NO MORE APPENDIX

 

:-/
Yea everything is alright.
I ate some salad last night but eating is really tough for me.

So is wallking. And mom expects me to take a shower today O_O.

Good news: The main Bandage is off...so now I've got a realy gross looking scar to stare at when my shirt is off. Haha.

For some reason it reminds me of the Berlin Wall..

 

Lots of needles too...
IV
Morphine (in a different arm to my IV. and in a Different place everytime)
Gravol injections.

Ugh!
Anyways cute story. Before I went to the hospital (So when I was at home still lol) I laid down on the couch and my dog jumped up to cuddle me. And he would not move at all. Wierd how dogs sense these kinds of things eh?