So my appendix bursted as soon as I got back from Iowa. I thought it was food poisoning since my brother had a stomach ache too on that day. So I figured I'd toughen it out and get better. Next day, the pain was excruciating and I could even stand up to get in bed, so I figured the emergency room was in order.

I'm going to make a small picture journal of my adventures without an appendix so far. But before I get to all of that, I'm just going to skim over a few details. Such as my doctor is a major a--hole!! And I can't change him because he's the one that performed the surgery. I was alos in the hospital for over a week, in which the first few days I couldn't eat or drink anything but ice chips. I had piping coming out of several places (even some that I had not originally had) and they produce the worst and most uncomfortable feeling ever when removed. I got to leave the hospital, but I still have to see Doctor Satan every two weeks and I have been connected to a bag that contains my antibiotics. There's more I can add, but I'll leave it to my journals that will be coming up for others to reference to when their appendix bursts.

Even though I was miserable most of the time, it really wasn't too bad, at least not for me. I always had people to be in my hospital room to help me and I basically had a garden in the corner of the room from all of my friends and family. And the morphene helped too. Luckily, I'm recovering beautifully even if my stomach is still split open.