Archive for September 1st, 2004

Don’t Eat the Leftovers That Bit You

Wednesday, September 1st, 2004

Yesterday sucked more than last Saturday did. I got no sleep Monday night due to stomach illness and since I wasn’t getting any better, by 9 am Tuesday morning I was on my way to the hospital with fears of appendicitis. This condition of mine wasn’t going away and I was really freaked out with the possibility of having a serious medical condition in a city I was still fairly unfamiliar with.

Megan drove me to a hospital with no ER (thanks Yahoo! Maps. girrr…), but they kindly told us where to find a real hospital up the road. We hung out there most of the day as they checked me out with various tests to make sure I wasn’t going to die. Turns out it was just food poisoning, but in the process of making sure my appendix was OK, I had to have a cat scan of my digestive system.

Now let me be really clear here when I strongly recommend not having this procedure done if at all possible. The reason for this warning is that in order to get a scan of my appendix, they had to put a lot of some special fluid into my colon. INTO. MY. COLON. I won’t go into more details than that, but let me say that I have never been so painfully uncomfortable in all my life. And then they had me hold my breath for 40 seconds while they did the scan. THREE TIMES! All this while I already had stomach aches and nausea, which didn’t help matters.

OK, wasn’t that fun? Aren’t you glad I shared that previous paragraph with you? Maybe I should have put a disclaimer before it… Meh. I suffered, now so did you.

Anyways, after determining that my appendix was fine, they said I had food poisoning, which make sense looking back on things. I had Chinese take-out Friday night before I got sick Saturday, and then I had the leftovers of said take-out Monday afternoon before I got sick that night. A dumb move in hindsight, but at the time I didn’t know it was the take-out that got me. After all, Megs had the same entrée as I did and she was fine. Oh well, lesson learned. I did enjoy putting the little menu from the place through the paper shredder. The name of the place was Little Mandarin in Burbank. AVOID THEM!!!

I was feeling better by the time I got home from the hospital, so Megs and I rented The Road to El Dorado and A Bug’s Life last night. Good to watch some familiar, fun, light kid’s movies after a hard day like that.