Recent happenings

So, recently, on Saturday, I was hospitalized with what I thought was appendicitis. Lovely thing, that. I mean, what else could cause this much pain? I was shaking, vomiting, and in so much pain! I couldn't stop shaking. I couldn't get into a position where the pain would just stop, or go away. I would try and try. I had taken a shower to attempt to relieve the pain. I ended up just lying down on the shower floor and whimper until I was coaxed to finally pick up the damned phone and call a friend to drag me to the hospital. It was quite the pitiful state that I was in. I regret having it happen. So, finally, my friend had arrived -and had to drag me into his car, no less- and drove me to the hospital. There, I was rushed into a room, and put on a morphine drip. At first, it was 1litre (Apparently 1 litre and 2mL are the same thing) of morphine, which had worn off in only minutes. It was an excruciating type of pain. It wouldn't go away! Then, they asked me to urinate. Oh gods, I couldn't. I was apparently so dry that I had nothing to let out. They told me that if I couldn't urinate, they would have to use a catheter. Now, I know what a catheter does. I know how they use it. No. No. No. No. No. No.

Anyways! Eventually, after drinking the two litres of contrast (So they could scan me), I had enough fluids in me to urinate. The colour of it was... a dark brown! I had nothing in me.

So, after 4mL more of morphine, it was decided that I don't have appendicitis, and it was just a kidney stone. Lovely. After the scanning, though? It was found out that I had two. The scanning was rather intimidating, though. The signs that say "CAUTION. RADIATION HAZARD." I had seen two men wearing lead plating on their chest. Intimidating indeed. The actual scanning was rather ah... scary! No one told me that they had to leave the room to operate the scanner. Scary indeed...

Three hours later (Let's just skip, here.), I was discharged from the hospital. Fast forward two days later, nothing happened, and I feel on top of the world because of a song. Well... three, actually.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XPYLIy3FWpk
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rQuExgINlSQ
http://horobox.co.uk/u/creec_1331001136.mp3

Lovely songs, those. I especially love the second one. It's a masterpiece...
The third one reminds me of Shogun 2, and I have it playing in the background. Each time. It's lovely... quite so! Stockholm Syndrome? It's... a strange one. I can't find anything that I like about it, yet I do. Maybe it's the feel overall. Maybe because of "Stockholm." Maybe... anyways!

I'm on Percocet because of this recent happening. That, and Keflex, Flomax, ZOFRAN... that's pretty much it. I say Percocet first because it's a painkiller. It makes me high as a kite, too.

Not that high, though. Not as high as morphine.

I forgot what else I was writing. Maybe I'll write it later.