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And the turkey timer goes ... POP
Looks like I'll be off work for a bit.
A cadre of thorny jointed, razor winged pixies decided to appear in my belly and try to push a coil of my intestines out through my navel.
The doctor seeing me in the ER was a bit ... stunned at the way I described it. I don't know if it was because of WHAT I said, or that I was able to come up with such a flowery way of saying what level of pain I was in.
Then I had to apologize to her because I bruised her wrist from gripping it so hard as she was trying to push it back in ... Seriously, being shot hurt less.
Umbilical hernia ... I see the surgeon this afternoon to figure out when I'm getting cut open.
A cadre of thorny jointed, razor winged pixies decided to appear in my belly and try to push a coil of my intestines out through my navel.
The doctor seeing me in the ER was a bit ... stunned at the way I described it. I don't know if it was because of WHAT I said, or that I was able to come up with such a flowery way of saying what level of pain I was in.
Then I had to apologize to her because I bruised her wrist from gripping it so hard as she was trying to push it back in ... Seriously, being shot hurt less.
Umbilical hernia ... I see the surgeon this afternoon to figure out when I'm getting cut open.