The bandaids are where they stuck me with needles and connected me with saline. The wristbands are a "gift" from the hospital...
So yesterday was one of the scariest days of my life. While out in the field just going over some surveying/ total station stuff, I started to feel some pain in lower abdoman. I felt this kind of pain before, so I thought nothing of it - I could've probably slept through it given the chance. The pain got worse. Eventually I was vomitting up a storm - "luckily" all I had that day was a bottle of Coke. The pain was excruciating! then more vomitting. can't seem to keep anything down. not even water! being so dehydrated, in pain, and vomitting, I decided that I should go to the medical center on campus. Unfortunately I did not have an appointment. I had to wait in the lobby a good hour and a half reeling in pain - I nearly passed out from the pain and dehydration. Luckily the doctor calls my name - yes sweet relief coming up - just pop me some pills and I'll be all better. wrong! The symptoms I was exhibiting pointed to appendicitis. APPENDICITIS!!!!! No! that means surgery!
Eventually I went to the hospital so that the surgeons can give me once over. The surgeon agreed it's appendicitis. So they kept me overnight to run some tests and prep me for possible surger - which meant no food or drink. I was dehydrated as it was, I haven't eaten anything all day, etc. It sucked. on top of that they stuck me with needles. I hate needles - they don't hurt really but something about it just freaks me out. They also hooked me up with a saline solution bag attached to my arm. Those things suck. It made my arm sore and I was freaking out about the needle still being in my vain. I didn't want to move, afraid it might disrupt something and cause massive bleeding in my arm or something...
The people in the hospital were very nice though. Then again they kinda have to be, right? but whatever. And another good point was that there was a television in my room, which made me realize one thing - TV is terrible everywhere... Despite having no energy (with no calories taken in and sleeping only a couple hours the night before) I just could not fall asleep - must've been a little to anxious, I guess.
Eventually, I did fall asleep and the following day (today) I get news from the doctors and surgeons that I do not have appendicitis. Now I was relieved.
Thanks to all the family, friends, and teachers for their concerns!
Oh MY GOSH!!!! We could have been even more like bros. I don't have my appendix anymore...what a sad (and yet terribly joyful) day in my life. The surgery sucked tho, glad u didn't have to experience it
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