Feb 05, 2007 21:27
So as it turns out, I only had he flu. The protein drink is innocent. I am relieved.
A friend thought he had the flu. He did not. He had appendicitis. His appendix ruptured. Six days ago. He has been in bed for sixx days with a ruptured appendix. Tip: Never do that.
He is in the hospital now. He is going to live.
Apparently during the surgery, his infected pus juices could be smelled clear across the ward. He is legendary in the hospital now. He is the man whose intestines stank like death.
For supper he got broth and jello. This is your punishment when you don't go to the hospital to inquire about the searing agony in your guts. Still, broth beats being dead by quite a bit.
I had stew for supper.