Fun With Appendicitis

So Sunday night was fun.

Turns out that what I initially thought was indigestion or food poisoning was actually a severely pissed off appendix. So, I went down to the hospital and had it put down (and taken out of my body). I’m all better now…with three significantly smaller incisions than I was expecting to have.

Funny thing is, when I explained what happened to family and friends, the only thing everyone keeps focusing on is “you drove yourself to the hospital with appendicitis? The hell is wrong with you!”