By John Estridge … I think
This won’t be long which is good for both the readers and the author.
These are the facts:
- My appendix was in the wrong place
2. My appendix burst.
3. I am either too stupid to know when it burst or it is because they were in the wrong place. Let’s go with the latter.
4. Thursday, December 11, I came home from work with stomach cramps. I ate supper and went to bed.
5. Sometime between Thursday night and Friday morning I woke to a hell full of pain unlike any I have ever felt in my life and none that I want to feel again.
6. Saturday, December 13 I had emergency surgery. My surgeon called it by its Latin and complicated name: fillet. I really feel for fish now.
7. Thursday, December 18, my nurses gave me the boot.
8. I am about read to post this without proofreading because I am too tired and other reasons.
9. I apologize but had little to do with anything.
10. God bless the power of prayer.
Good to here you’re back and ok
I guess no blog writer needed in heaven at this time !! ?
Oh John,
That sounds just … terrifying!
But so glad you are alive and well, or at least on the road to well. If it’s any consolation, you are still funny and interesting, even in the state you are in. Keep the faith! Donna