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lucky me.

on monday night, i wasnt feeling so great (i was working)... my sister was nice and brought me a burger and some cheese tots from sonic. i ate the tots and then about 1/3 of the burger. within an hour i started feeling really really sick. the tots were greasy and i dont eat greasy foods very often so i figured that maybe that was the problem. i went home after work, nearly doubled over from cramps and stomach pains. i told gimpi and maxnmike that i felt like i was going to die. i took a bath and then went to bed. i didnt stay there long. between 1130 monday night and 700 tuesday morning, i got up to barf more than 20 times.... that averages every 20 minutes or so. (not that you really wanted to know this). i couldnt sleep, i could barely move. i was crying... or trying to at least. by this time i was thinking that i either had food poisoning or the flu. i was very wrong. i called my dad, then my stepmom, and got an appointment to see the doctor she works for. justin drove me up there. the doctor asks a bunch of questions. looks like the flu, sounds like the flu. probably its the flu. then he started feeling around on my belly. big mistake. he got clocked in the groin (and no, it wasnt intentional, it was a reflex.) he sent me for lab tests. they came back with bad results. he then decided i had appendicitis and sent me across the street for a surgical consult. by this time, im trying to cry, but i cant because im too dehydrated. the surgeon asks, 'do you want to do a CAT scan to see? or shall i just open you up?' i told him to skip the CAT scan, because it costs as much as the surgery and it wastes time. i then got shuffled next door and admitted to the hospital. turns out my appendix was a 'ticking time bomb' as he called it. if we'd waited much longer, it probably would have burst. i had to spend the night in the hospital. that sucked because either my IV or my neighbor's IV machine was going off all night. she snored. people would come in our room and leave the light on. it was noisy and bright. two things that prevent me from sleeping. i got released yesterday and have been sleeping ever since. i think making this blog post has been the longest ive been awake since i got home. i didnt get to finish my christmas shopping. in fact, i didnt even really get a chance to start it. :(
tuesday was my day off, justin called judith and told her i was having emergency surgery. then, after my surgery he goes to call her from my cell to tell her i was out and finds that she'd called a few times. we still dont know why. i didnt go to work wednesday (duh) and i called her just now and she was asking if i was feeling well enough to come back to work. christ. i told her that my discharge instructions say i cant go back to work until at least after then 29th of december, and technically i cant even drive until then either. she said she'd call naomi (our district manager) to see what needed to be done. (i think maybe she wants to get rid of me? *shrug*) but i called naomi and left her a voice mail telling her about the surgery, the hospital stay, and the doctor's orders about not going back to work. i cant wait to see what happens next. im sure judith is pissed because its the weekend before christmas, and its only her and veronica, and the girl she just hired. i guess she'll just have to get over it. id rather be working than doing what im doing now.
so anyway, i feel like crap, and im going back to bed.

Comments

Ouch! Hope you're feeling better soon Nic.

My 89 year-old great uncle got the same thing the day before his 90th birthday - it's not nice at all! You really need the rest so tell your boss to get stuffed and stay at home.

Have a restful Christmas. Take care

Dave

Oh honey, I'm so sorry to hear that...I had my gallbladder removed a few years ago and that thoroughly sucked. My nurse was an idiot too, she gave me an unnecessary enima that my doctor said I did not need, somehow got me the wrong breakfast tray (no-fat diet and they give me bacon), then when I was abruptly removed from my morphine drip and got sick, she treated me like a carnival attraction. I was not thrilled. This was all right before Thanksgiving...yeah, I got some cranberry sauce and that's about it.

I really do hope you feel better soon.

I know how you are doing but I must say I have a new favorite saying "get stuffed" freaking funny as hell.

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