I lost a big piece of me this week. Well, i lost a small piece of me. Last thursday night, after much complaining to the Lady Culpepper and a call to one of our personal doctors (Katrina), we went to the hospital. We get to the emergency room and they make me lay on a gurney that goes in and out of a doughnut that they refer to as the ct-scan machine while they pump me full of some drug that gives me hot flashes and make me feel like i'm peeing myself. Fun. Lets go back to the ER.
After a few hours of sleeping in the ER while pantamiming a pretzel, we were informed that I had an
appendacitus append... my appendix was broken. After they informed us that the only remedy was to rip the appendix from the binding of the book that is labeled M_F_CULPEPPER. Here's about how the next conversation goes:
Doctors walking in on two pretzels sleeping: You have appendecitus.
Pretzel with problem: Ok when do we need to come back?
Doctors: You don't need to we're going to operate right now.
Hot Pretzel: You're going to take him right now?
Doctors: No, we're going to let you sleep like pretzels for another 8 hours and we'll operate on him in the morning.
Pretzel with problem: Thanks so much.
In the recovery room, Adrienne came in to see me and said that the doctors said that everything went to plan. After two days, a seizure, and a self inflicted enema, I was going home. Now here i sit with time to blog and no excuse not to.
Oh yea and the missing piece we were told was cut up and sucked out of my body. One less thing to donate to science I guess.
Thank you honey for being my wife.