morphine 1, me 0

Had me some surgery on Thursday night. Figured that I didn't have enough to do in my life and why not have appendicitis while I was at it. Wha? Huh? How? On Thursday, my BFM made me go to the doctor, who made me go to the ER. The very cute, young doctors in the ER made me go to surgery. I couldn't resist because they took my clothes put me on a gurney. And they were cute. So for the next 10-28 days, I'll languish between a drug induced nap and eating applesauce. Dreaming of my cute ER doctors. mmmm.

TTFN.