... kiss my ass!
I do NOT want to go through that again. 7:30 am yesterday I get up and feels like I have major gas built up. I think nothing of it, have some coffee, and ride the bus down to campus. Midway through the first lecture, I run outta the classroom for 'emergency #2 procedures'. I went, but no relief.
Then came the vomiting and I said screw it, I'm out. Call for a ride, head to the hospital and am in surgery less than an hour later. Fun stuff! not.
Seems me and surgery go quite well together in October (last year was knee surgery).
Ah well, just another normal Thursday for me. Good thing is, it went well, nothing burst. And I have a decent supply of vicodin

grr
[edit]misspelled the title, how embarrassing

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