Um, What?

Yay! We survived the Move from Hell, which included power outages, 1 am moving, and let's not forget the driving rain.

David started feeling a little bad a few days later; and after several MORE days, finally he decided that the emergency room was the place for him. We went in at 6 pm on Thursday, to be admitted to the general insanity of that hospital wing. Hours later (naturally) the doctor checked out David, and after assuring us that nothing was probably wrong, decided to run some tests. Imagine our surprise around midnight when she came back and told us David's appendix had apparently burst. (!) So then there was the Doctor Huddle, as they tried to figure out what the heck to do with David. So while we waited anxiously for them to decide on surgery or no, the hours passed......

.... and as we found out later, that was because our resident guy decided to go upstairs and take a nap! I was a bit pissed, but to tired to strangle him when he happily announced this to us at 3 am. To pass the time, we would try to rope in passing doctors to explain anything to us by looking extremely pitiful and wretched. The outcome of this was mixed, as it included one doctor drawing out the possible surgery on our bed sheets, and me pacing the halls like a crazy woman attempting to grab any doctor-like person and running into someone from High School.

In the end, David finally got moved to a real room, and I went home to get a couple hours' sleep before work the next day. Emily (who is in the running for sainthood, in my book) Offered me a room at her house (our place is 40 minutes away from the hospital), took care of our dog, and just hung out with me as I attempted not to be girly and freak out that someone was first: a) telling me that they were going to give him antibiotics and delay surgery for 6 weeks (!) and eventually b) cutting open my husband. We were actually at dinner when the surgeon called to tell me that David had come out of surgery. I felt a little guilty about that, but no worries as he did not end up back in his room for another 3 hours, as John and Amber witnessed, to their detriment. Thanks for braving the hospital!

David is now doing fine, and we want to thank everyone for their care and concern!

And FYI, it ended up his appendix hadn’t burst yet after all, but it was hiding behind other organs. Whatever, it is out now. Thanks Baylor!