I'm with you Spaw. I am alive! I survived a near death experience this summer, and I am happy to say, "LIFE IS JUST GRAND, AIN'T IT!"


In case anyone was wondering..my appendix ruptured and the first time I went to the hospital, the Dr. said it was a viral thing, sent me home with a prescription for nausea med. I was too sick to argue. That was a Thursday. I went back on Mon. and another Dr. didn't know either but set me up with a cat scan the next day. Tues. I went in for the scan (I was really sick now) and they were going to send me home for another two days to wait for results. Luckily a friend of mine working at the hospital told me the Dr. who reads the scans was there that day, so I insisted on the results that day.
So I call for the results a couple hours later and they tell me to get in to the hospital now. Turns out I was full of poison and shit(literally)(and living with a ruptered appendix for seven days) and they did surgery immediately.
I was in the hospital two weeks and it took almost two months to recuperate.
So, Yes Spaw...waking up and knowing I'm alive! EEE-HAW!
Peace, Rustic