On Tuesday afternoon after work last week, my sister, I and a friend decided to go swimming. We went swimming till we became hungry. And when we got so hungry, we went home, we ate pasta with pork, and I also ate crap-sarap (ginataang mais of maggi), then I ate nagaraya. Then I fell asleep.
But for two or three successive days prior to that, I was on the spree on ironing my clothes. I rarely iron my clothes, I either just hang them or fold them or send them to the laundry shop to iron. But, since my afternoons were mostly free, so I had the penchant to do the mundane ironing of clothes.
Come Wednesday morning in the office, I was so busy. Wandering, walking, and there were meetings, and there were employment contracts and God knows what else. I was feeling this terrible pain in my tummy. I couldn't understand it. I never had major health sores. So, by 12noon, I decided to leave for home and asked to be excused from office (murag high school!). I went home and slept a bit. Then I woke up with such excruciating pain that it felt like it was tearing my insides. I felt like I was gonna die. I couldn't drive. My sister was at work. So I called up someone to drive me to the hospital. I was dizzy, ready to faint. I slept in the car. By the time I was in the hospital, I was groggy.
I waited and waited. They asked me questions. They told me stuff. It was a blur. I had ultrasound and I think there were three doctors who had to check on my tummy until they eventually decided to let me go under the knife. I had appendicitis. Eww.
I was admitted in one room. I changed into the green robe, they removed my nail polish, among other stuff. Then one doctor came to me, he was the anesthesiologist, he smiled at me and brought out a syringe into my drip. I was smiling. They then dragged me into the operating room.
Next thing, I woke up in a room, felt something on my right lower abdomen. There were two familiar faces in the hospital. One guy and one girl. The girl looked so concerned. They were both my friends. I was talking funny. I cannot remember what I said. Then the next time I woke up again, there were two familiar faces again, both my friends. They brought me flowers, I was half awake.
It's terrible. I have never been admitted in a hospital, this was the first time and I had to go through surgery?!. Ouchieee. I have my appendix. In a tube. Yeah, we'll make paperweight or keychain out of it. Maybe put resin on it.
I still feel the pain when I get up and when I go back to bed. I need to walk every now and then. To get exercise and heal soon. I don't like being in bed all day.
I wonder what caused the appendicitis. The ironing, the food, the swimming or the stress? Who knows.
Thanks for the concern, the calls, the flowers and the balloons. Its good to have lots of good friends.
I pray I heal soon. God bless the sick, the hungry and the broken-hearted :-)
