So I thought this would be the week (I thought the weekend even!) Would be when I caught up on all my travel writing/blogging. Then,
friday afternoon, a little nagging pain started in my abdomen, growing
over the night such that I could barely sleep. Saturday, after
unsuccessfully trying gas x and laxatives, I went to urgent care (an
overly generous name for what is provided there in my experience. I
think the care suffers in the name of urgency, and it is anything but
urgent) and left with an anti-spasmodic for my gut and a confident
opinion that whatever it was would work itself out. I was also told that
if that didn’t work to think about going to the er. Now, as I type this
monday morning, I am one inflamed, ruptured appendix lighter than I was
yesterday. It was an AWESOME weekend.
Time warp to thursday night, and I’m home, and hopefully on my way to healed. I will make another (hopefully not hollow) promise to gather my
thoughts now not only about my travels, but about the way my diabetes
was treated in the hospital (very inconsistent, very interesting) and
maybe, just maybe, go on a micro-rant about the problems with a
healthcare system that allows for $600 injections of 6u on Lantus.