The only action to currently write about, sorry!

Ok- LAME! So Monday and Tuesday I was not feeling very good. Of course I thought it would just go away. By now I should know that is not how it works for me. Tuesday I got more and more sick. I thre* (my attempt to be polite) up over 20 times so by like 9:00 p.m. I figured it was time to go get help. So I went to the hospital in what I can only describe as some of the worst, most horrific pain I have had yet. The doctors took some tests, I got stabbed 8... count it... 8 times to get an IV in. So after a few hours I had a little hydration and I started to act more like a woman than a hyena. So I was supposed to drink the stuff for a cat scan- but seeing as I hadn't been able to keep even a tiny sip of water down in over 24 hours I found myself in a little pickle. So I kept drinking, waiting, saying goodbye to the drink and then waiting some more. All the while I was seriously hurting. The nurses and doctors just didn't get that fact it wasn't going to work. Anyway they ended up doing an ultra sound and found out I needed my gall bladder out. I was excited to hear that because I didn't like that guy anyway. So I waited and waited until like 3 p.m. the next day to go into surgery. There I met possibly one of the funniest doctors in my extensive doctor meeting career. He was this amazing Indian guy who was not real huge on chit chat. So as he's pounding on my stomach (the very same one that had felt like it was hosting midget battles inside) Tap here, pound there, he tells me that he's going to just look and wander around in my abdomen to my appendix and maybe take that too (who cares I don;t need him anyway). Anyway as I wandered of to dream land after telling my Mom I love her I remember thinking that of all the strange experiences I have had this one pretty much took the cake. So I woke to even more excruciating pain than I was in before, apparently they'd not given me "enough" pain medication. I heard the lady say she hadn't given me any yet. Once they shut me up and stopped my moaning they told me they'd taken my appendix and my gall bladder out. Well that is just fine because to be perfectly honest I didn't care much for either one of them! When I got home I finally got to see Sutton and he definitely was able to cheer me up! I'll put up pictures soon!