It's all in how you slice it.
Where to begin? I supposed the most logical choice would be with my appendix. I had to have my appendix removed about a week ago. It all started around Saturday at midnight-ish. I woke up with a frightful hunger, after deciding on a small bowl of cereal I learned that food made me nauseous. I passed it off as being incredibly tired, weeks piled on top of weeks with only a maximum of five hours per night will do that to a person. I went back to bed and immediately felt like I was going to vomit everywhere, and I sure did.
Of course, I passed the vomit off as something else too--it's what I do to avoid the hospital. I figured the pizza I had earlier that day came in some form of contact with meat. As the hours dreaded along, my nausea wasn't decreasing, and a pain in my stomach was greatly increasing. After about nine hours of vomiting and 2-3 hours of an immense pain in my right side, I decided it was time to look up the symptoms for "appendicitis." Off hand I say I had about 70-80 percent of the symptoms, I asked my roommate to drive me to the hospital. I am fortunate enough to have sweethearts (not matter how much shit I give them) for roommates this summer. Not only did she drive me to the hospital; she sat with me all freaking day in the emergency AND followed me to the actual hospital just so I wouldn't have to be alone.
My mom flipped out and drove up to see, which I will admit was nice. I've decided that it really doesn't matter how old you are, the second you get sick all you want is your mommy and daddy. Well, actually, my mom didn't drive--her friend Andrews drove because my mom had my old VW (another story, wait for it) and couldn't drive it up. Again, my family is blessed by having such incredible caring people around them.
As for now, I have my check up first thing tomorrow morning. I'm not in any pain at all, my wounds just itch until the World's end and pester me when I'm in my work clothes. The only down side is that I will not have a scar, freaking modern technology.
Instead of the old fashioned appendectomy, the doctors have three incisions. The first one is through the belly button, where they put a hose to suck the appendix out once it's removed from the body. The other two are tunnels for the lasers to cut the appendix. The whole fun of going into surgery is having a scar afterward. My incision points will probably leave a faint scar, but nothing impressive.
As for Eloise, she kept getting sick and all of the repairs for VWs are astronomical. Every repair somehow ends up being around 2-3 thousand dollars. It's amazing too, especially considering the fact that the only places to work on VWs is the dealer. Oh you crazy Germans!
Anyway, we took the car to a nice shop in Roanoke and they advised us to just go ahead and sell it now, so we can get the best deal for it. So, we sold Eloise off and bought a new Subaru station wagon. I was supposed to get the car yesterday. Butttt, some stupid nitwit decided not to pay attention to the road, at all, and didn't see my mom stopped at a stop light. Needless to say, she ran into my mom and the car is now in the shop.
Again, we lucked out, the damages were only around $1000 and the insurance company is paying for all of it. The nit that hit my mom has admitted fault and claimed that the sun was in her eye, even though the sun was behind her. But that's neither here nor there, the deed is done and the car will be fixed. Most importantly, everyone involved was not injured and that's what really matters.
Man, I certainly know how to ramble a word or two. Summer school is going hectically, I missed a week of school because of my surgery and I have absolutely no idea how I am going to catch up and be comfortable in my classes. I made up my midterm today and will get the essays back tomorrow, anyone who reads this--please, please, please! cross your fingers for me. My professor hasn't decided what will happen for the quizzes with my other class. This weekend will be spent hurriedly finishing and refining any type of paper I can imagine; if they write half as quickly as this entry, I'll be set.
Now I'm just waiting for the scans on my computer to finish so I can go to bed. It's probably counter productive to have the Internet open and in constant use while I scan my computer to clean it. Well, I have to keep myself awake some how, right?
My computer is done cleaning itself and it's time for bed. I will try to remember to do an updated post tomorrow night going into more details about the appendectomy. This is, somehow, just a slight overview. Mainly, I'll go into details about the hospital and my thoughts on it.
Of course, I passed the vomit off as something else too--it's what I do to avoid the hospital. I figured the pizza I had earlier that day came in some form of contact with meat. As the hours dreaded along, my nausea wasn't decreasing, and a pain in my stomach was greatly increasing. After about nine hours of vomiting and 2-3 hours of an immense pain in my right side, I decided it was time to look up the symptoms for "appendicitis." Off hand I say I had about 70-80 percent of the symptoms, I asked my roommate to drive me to the hospital. I am fortunate enough to have sweethearts (not matter how much shit I give them) for roommates this summer. Not only did she drive me to the hospital; she sat with me all freaking day in the emergency AND followed me to the actual hospital just so I wouldn't have to be alone.
My mom flipped out and drove up to see, which I will admit was nice. I've decided that it really doesn't matter how old you are, the second you get sick all you want is your mommy and daddy. Well, actually, my mom didn't drive--her friend Andrews drove because my mom had my old VW (another story, wait for it) and couldn't drive it up. Again, my family is blessed by having such incredible caring people around them.
As for now, I have my check up first thing tomorrow morning. I'm not in any pain at all, my wounds just itch until the World's end and pester me when I'm in my work clothes. The only down side is that I will not have a scar, freaking modern technology.
Instead of the old fashioned appendectomy, the doctors have three incisions. The first one is through the belly button, where they put a hose to suck the appendix out once it's removed from the body. The other two are tunnels for the lasers to cut the appendix. The whole fun of going into surgery is having a scar afterward. My incision points will probably leave a faint scar, but nothing impressive.
As for Eloise, she kept getting sick and all of the repairs for VWs are astronomical. Every repair somehow ends up being around 2-3 thousand dollars. It's amazing too, especially considering the fact that the only places to work on VWs is the dealer. Oh you crazy Germans!
Anyway, we took the car to a nice shop in Roanoke and they advised us to just go ahead and sell it now, so we can get the best deal for it. So, we sold Eloise off and bought a new Subaru station wagon. I was supposed to get the car yesterday. Butttt, some stupid nitwit decided not to pay attention to the road, at all, and didn't see my mom stopped at a stop light. Needless to say, she ran into my mom and the car is now in the shop.
Again, we lucked out, the damages were only around $1000 and the insurance company is paying for all of it. The nit that hit my mom has admitted fault and claimed that the sun was in her eye, even though the sun was behind her. But that's neither here nor there, the deed is done and the car will be fixed. Most importantly, everyone involved was not injured and that's what really matters.
Man, I certainly know how to ramble a word or two. Summer school is going hectically, I missed a week of school because of my surgery and I have absolutely no idea how I am going to catch up and be comfortable in my classes. I made up my midterm today and will get the essays back tomorrow, anyone who reads this--please, please, please! cross your fingers for me. My professor hasn't decided what will happen for the quizzes with my other class. This weekend will be spent hurriedly finishing and refining any type of paper I can imagine; if they write half as quickly as this entry, I'll be set.
Now I'm just waiting for the scans on my computer to finish so I can go to bed. It's probably counter productive to have the Internet open and in constant use while I scan my computer to clean it. Well, I have to keep myself awake some how, right?
My computer is done cleaning itself and it's time for bed. I will try to remember to do an updated post tomorrow night going into more details about the appendectomy. This is, somehow, just a slight overview. Mainly, I'll go into details about the hospital and my thoughts on it.
posted by Em @ 2:06 AM
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