Rants

Surgery

So lets see... I've been gone for awhile now and your all most likely wondering where the heck I've been. Well the story starts off like this...

Near Dec. and Nov. I became lazy and overwhelmed with work at school and could not find time to update. (This also went into Jan. And Feb.)

Then March came by and I became sick...

One morning I woke up to a lot of pain in my stomach, so much pain I could not sleep. I threw up like 15 times that day and it hurt to walk. I could not keep anything down. We thought it was a stomach virus, oh but how wrong we were...

To be honest we weren't to off but still...

The next day we went to the docs and they told me, "Well we can't tell but she could have pendisties" (Can't spell oops). They also said there were 3 ways to check and we went for a CT Scan. It would tell us 100% what it was.

So the same day I had to drink 16 oz of this nasty crap and go get scanned. (I only drank 8 oz but don't tell the doc)

By then I was in so much pain when I walked they gave me a wheelchair when I got scanned.

A CT Scan is the scan where you lay down and this donut goes around you, it took maybe 20 mins, but they were mostly looking for a vein to poke me. So maybe 10 mins.

It turned out I did have pendisties (Still can't spell it and I is too lazy to look it up)

That SAME day, the day I went to the docs and got scanned I was sent to the hospital. It was also the day I had my first surgery.

It was very scary to be honest, I was freaking out the whole time. Its just the fear of knowing what they were about to do to you tho.

The worst part was right before the surgery they had to put an iv in me, but they couldn't find a vein because I was so dehydrated because I threw everything up.

They poked me a good 10 times before they got it in, and let me tell you I hate needles and blood, so I was screaming almost the whole time which didn't help.

They took me into the surgery room and the last things I remember were lots of docs in there and they were telling me their names and what they were doing so I wouldn't panic. Last memory was this guy leaning over me and messing with my iv a little. I think he put something in it.

I woke up that night at 11 i had went in about 7-8. I didn't feel pain as much as I thought I would, but I was very nervous.

They told me they put three holes in me, one below my bellybutton near THAT area, one on my left side, and one IN MY BELLYBUTTON!! Ahh that freaked me out so much, I hated it, I still hate it, cuz I still recovering.

My pendex was ruptured so I had to stay longer blah blah blah but the thing that kept me there the most was my anxiety, I was so scared to do anything. To eat to much or to get up to fast. It was bad.

But I'm alive and happy its spring break and Easter and April fools day. I totally forgot today was April 1st but whatever I wrote this at 3 Am so blah.

I can't sleep, plz send help.

But anyway that's what's been happening, so don't be mad if I don't update, I'm lazy and tired.

Goodnight
~Six