scars on my belly

Someone I met yesterday had laproscopic surgery on her appendix as well. She said the scar was HUGE. As you can see in this picture, there is one in my belly button and one below, where the tube drained puss. I wonder who will ever even see this scar. Well, now you do!

peanut butter and pretty toes

Antibiotics have strange effects on people. Mine makes me dizzy sometimes, generally causes feelings of inebriation, but today, it makes me not want to eat gritty things. Wanting to eat is an accomplishment for me these days. They discharged me from the hospital on Sunday but I still haven't had an appetite. I actually wanted to eat at 3am today when I woke up to take a pill. And I wanted to eat again at 9am. But I only wanted peanut butter and crackers.

So today I ate a half a jar of peanut butter. Not much else.
oh yeah, and I got a pedicure.

appendix is the same in Spanish

Wednesday I was in more pain than I thought possible. My appendix was having issues and ended up rupturing. I had surgery early Thursday morning. Friday, I received this in an email from my former apartment mate, Anna:

...we can tell a lot of interesting things about you from this experience. I've decided that your appendix (Sally) is highly conservative. She is opposed to Obama's health care plan and has not only tried to make her opinion known (by getting a little TOO riled up), but also calculated when to erupt so as to be removed in a timely manner. She knew that if she waited too long, she'd be on a big wait list and might have to soak in her own juices for quite a while, causing potentially terrible problems for the "whole" (that being Xandria) who gives her a voice in the political realm. Anyway, fun stuff you find out about yourself, huh?

There are always good things to pull out of the ickiness.