Sunday: This really hurts.
Monday: I’m going to see if I can get in to see my doctor.
Tuesday: Okay, I’ve fasted all night, where’s Radiology?
Tuesday afternoon: A surgeon?
Tuesday night: We’re going to the ER
Wednesday: I’m still at the hospital
Thursday: I get to go home and come back in a week for the surgery?
Thursday night: Type blog to deter mind from fact that I can’t eat solid food for a week.
Some things in life are hereditary. Like a long torso or curly hair. I happened to acquire gallstones.
“A bend in the road is not the end of the road… unless you fail to make the turn.”
Here’s the part where you tell me: have you ever found yourself in a health emergency and what did you do to overcome it?