Woke up Thursday morning feeling like a baby alien was going to rip through my stomach. After a failed attempt at puking and poopin' I crawled back into bed for an hour of moaning and shivering. Maureen came over and drug me to the hospital where, after seven hours, they ripped my appendix out. Twenty-four hours, a catheter, some crappy food and a shitload of morphine later, they told me to hit the bricks. Spent the last few days relaxing, but I wanted to throw a couple phone photos from the excursion. (Photos: Maureen Pandos)
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