Remember how I wrote about how getting engaged, a new dog, and a new job in one month was….kind of a lot?
Well I just couldn’t let myself stop there, could I? On the second day of December I woke up feeling kind of crampy and wasn’t too concerned. I closed out of a 1:30 meeting and said to myself, “wow my stomach REALLY hurts.”
I didn’t have much of an appetite, but I ate anyway. And that’s when my day went into a downward spiral. My stomach pain was SEVERE, I was doubled over and immediately had to get in the bathtub to relieve it. Great, a stomach flu. With the pain came debilitating nausea and a long time puking in the bathroom.
As a woman, I feel like our pain is often dismissed. So even though I was ~truly suffering~ I didn’t think much about it. Until Matt came home and was horrified by the pain I was in.
So we went to the hospital and turns out I just about checked every box for appendicitis. After hours of waiting for scan results and a truly terrible sleepless night, I got my appendix removed.
Everyone says it’s such a small easy surgery, so honestly I would hate to see what a serious surgery feels like. I was SO nervous and woke up after feeling like I was hit by a bus.
I’m grateful Matt pushed me to go to the hospital, and I was VERY grateful for the wealth of female physicians and care providers I saw in the beginning who took me seriously and took great care of me from the start. It was really refreshing to feel seen and no one tried to downplay the fact that it was still surgery and it’s still scary.
So yea, one day I’m wrapping up working meetings in my office chair at home, waiting for the weekend to begin. The next I’m appendix-less! Life is more than crazy.