Baylin
Well my week has certainly been a little out of the mundane for me I can tell you!
It all started on Tuesday...
0530 got up for work feeling fine.
0630 started work everything seemed normal.
About 1100 I started getting central stomach pains, not bad, just thought it was hunger.
1400 I finally managed to get lunch by which time I was starving and the pains were getting quite bad but not unbearable.
By 1700 the pains were really bad so much so I had to leave work early, I could hardly stand up.
1800 the pain was so bad I brought my lunch up and was writhing about in agony so Mrs Baylin called the doctor.
2000 the doctor arrived took one look at me "Probably just a tummy bug nothing to fuss about" he said as I gasped out what the problem was anyway he examined me and when he pushed the right side of stomach I shot through the roof "Oh dear, looks like your appendix. You're going to hospital!" he said.
2030 an ambulance arrives and takes me to hospital.
2200 surgical doctor examines me and confirms appendicitis and arranges for surgery the next day
Over the course of the night various blood tests and x-rays are done, drips put up, but I'm so whacked out on morphine I hardly notice.
At some point in the morning the surgeon comes to see me says some stuff that I cant remember.
Porter comes and takes me to the operating theatre and several hours later I'm back on the ward totally whacked out on morphine and minus an appendix that was about to burst.
The surgeon did it all through key hole surgery so I've got just three little holes instead of a great gaping scar and I'm now back home.
I can tell you, to become ill, go to hospital, have major abdominal surgery, and be back home in just 3.5 days leaves you pretty damn shell shocked but its better than dying from peritonitis!!!!
Well thats my week hows yours been?
It all started on Tuesday...
0530 got up for work feeling fine.
0630 started work everything seemed normal.
About 1100 I started getting central stomach pains, not bad, just thought it was hunger.
1400 I finally managed to get lunch by which time I was starving and the pains were getting quite bad but not unbearable.
By 1700 the pains were really bad so much so I had to leave work early, I could hardly stand up.
1800 the pain was so bad I brought my lunch up and was writhing about in agony so Mrs Baylin called the doctor.
2000 the doctor arrived took one look at me "Probably just a tummy bug nothing to fuss about" he said as I gasped out what the problem was anyway he examined me and when he pushed the right side of stomach I shot through the roof "Oh dear, looks like your appendix. You're going to hospital!" he said.
2030 an ambulance arrives and takes me to hospital.
2200 surgical doctor examines me and confirms appendicitis and arranges for surgery the next day
Over the course of the night various blood tests and x-rays are done, drips put up, but I'm so whacked out on morphine I hardly notice.
At some point in the morning the surgeon comes to see me says some stuff that I cant remember.
Porter comes and takes me to the operating theatre and several hours later I'm back on the ward totally whacked out on morphine and minus an appendix that was about to burst.
The surgeon did it all through key hole surgery so I've got just three little holes instead of a great gaping scar and I'm now back home.
I can tell you, to become ill, go to hospital, have major abdominal surgery, and be back home in just 3.5 days leaves you pretty damn shell shocked but its better than dying from peritonitis!!!!
Well thats my week hows yours been?
