Can't eat grass

On friday night I burst.

My appendix did that is. But it was just as dramatic

It all started on thursday after doing my art homewrok with Georgie and nicking her camera, I was feeling a little weird but thought nothing of it. Woah, I was wrong. So there I was on friday morning, doubled-over in pain, sitting in A&E waiting for a doctor to give me some pills and send me home.

3 Days of hospital, 1 hour of surgery, 2 crappy hospital meals, 2 restless nights, 6 bags of saleen, 30 Ibuprophen pills, 25 Paracetamol pills, 20 codeine phosphate pills, 4 fluid needles, 2 blood tests and a LOT of morphine later and I can now look back on my little half-term adventure and smile.

I got sent home on Tuesday, can't go back to college until monday and have catch-up work piled up on top of the homework I already hadn't finished. 15 pills a day as well to get through until I finish the course of anti-biotics.

It's good to be home,but thinking about it, I would've rather had to have gone to hospital during half-term and be free to go to college. Rather than having a huge pile of catch-up work to do. You don't really appreciate college until you can't go.

I missed everyone, especially Georgie, and a big thank you to everyone who helped me out (getting work from college, cards etc.).

Well at least I'll never have appendicitus again.