I'm slowly on the mend. Appendix surgery is not fun, but not the worst thing in the world (except that I've developed a deep cough that really hurts the surgery area). I jokingly wonder if my belly button will explode out along with everything inside.... I had no idea one of the 3 points of entry for this surgery was the belly button. Seems kind of like a bad horror movie to me....
On a funny note - Spark Plug thought that the surgery was her fault. She remembered shooting me in the stomach with a N*RF dart gun a few days earlier & assumed that's why I needed surgery! HA!
My hospital stay was fairly typical. You won't find me complaining about pain or other things since so many people experience this ailment or much much worse. I was pretty well taken care of.
But my time in the hospital was weird in one way....
On 3 different occasions
3 different times of day
from 3 different strangers
of 3 very different ages (& different genders)
I got asked this question:
"Are you a missionary?"
WHERE DOES THAT COME FROM?!?!
Why would that come up?
2 of those 'asks' were before I was sedated/medicated, so it's not like I was rambling incoherently. And there were tonnes of appendix surgeries that day, so it's not like it's a missionary disease....
Weird.
I.B.
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You should ask Ry about my incoherent post surgery, belly button thoughts. Oh dear. Glad you're on the mend. Crazy nerf guns, huh?
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