Yesterday I wrote this big long post about how I was having such a great day.
1. The humidity had broken after it being so hot that they ran warnings on the TV about conserving power to avoid brown-outs. There was a cool breeze on my way to work!
2. I had great new songs on my ipod that I was really enjoying.
3. I wore the evil sandals again (ALL DAY) with no problems thanks to my mom's suggestion to wear the sandal footies.
4. The robin's nest I pass each day had the mommy robin feeding little beaks that I could see above the nest. So cute!
5. I had on a new shirt that I was really liking that I ordered online.
Then when I went to post the website crashed and it was all lost! That should have been a warning about my "good" day. In the late afternoon I started having this pain in my side which worsened as I made my way home and was causing a bit of nausea and a great deal of discomfort. After a few hours in bed and some Advil it wasn't getting much better so we called the nurse line to get their opinion. The nurse thought it sounded like appendicitis and said I should go to the emergency room. Well, I hate to be a problem so I decided to wait. Plus, I was watching So You Think You Can Dance and I didn't want to miss Benji's individual perfomance! So I decided to wait 20 minutes and see if it would get better (or worse). It hurt but I was still able to walk around and talk normally and stuff. If it was really my appendix I reasoned that it would hurt way more. I also wasn't running a fever although according to the internet that isn't uncommon in "older" people who tend to have less prominent symptoms. Older was defined as 30 and above! I knew this was going to happen once I turned 30!
Well after 20 minutes I thought it seemed less severe (and my show wasn't over) so I waited another 30 minutes and it was definitely better. Greg made me walk around the block at 10pm because the web said that exercise makes appendicitis worse but I had no problem with the walk. He also wouldn't let me eat dinner! I had no appetite when the pain was at its worst but Greg thinks maybe it was something intestinal and not related to my appendix so he refused to let me eat anything (the nurse also said not to eat but I think it was in case I needed surgery). So by 11:30pm I was really hungry but the pain in my side was pretty much gone. When I woke up this morning I was back to my old self. Kind of odd.
So much for my great day! And poor Greg had purposefully stayed home from school so he could work on an application for work and I monopolized his time with my pseudo-emergency. Oh well.