OOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!

Thursday I was hit with a stabbing pain in my lower abdomen at about 3 AM. It was so bad that I couldn't sit upright or even stand upright. I was able to find a semi-comfortable position and dozed for about 2 hours. When the doctor's office opened I called and made an appointment.

After being seen by a partner of our general practitioner, I was informed that the pain was probably diverticulitus or appendicitis. I was sent to another facility to have a CAT scan. Oh, that barium drink tastes so horrible!

The results of the tests confirmed that I did, indeed, have acute appendicitis. So, if was off to the hospital I went. Thank heavens for drugs! I was finally able to lay down without feeling like I was being stabbed.

The illness was caught in the early stages, so now all I need to do is recouperate. Oh, I hurt! Thank God for vicodin!

Moms is gracious enough to stay in town to help me and the girls.

It was a blessing from God that my parents were in town when this illness struck.

Too bad the doctor wasn't willing to remove the excess fat or even tie the tubes while he was in there. And instead of getting the appendix in a jar, I got some pictures of my insides. I won't be posting those!

The marvels of modern medicine.....

I'm off to take more pain pills and then to bed.