vacation resort:MWMC

Hey all this is a copy of the letter I wrote to my brother regarding my trip to the hospital. WARNING! There is info in this you may not want to know. WARNING!

Hey bro, I don't know if you will be able to upload this picture or not. Anyway, it is a pic of me in a hospital bed...lol yep in the hospital. I had to be rushed in to the ER on wednesday at around 230 AM. Meg brought me in. This is the story; on tuesday night, aarons BDAY we all had a wild drinking party at the house and I was throwing up, haha JUST KIDDING about the drinking party. But seriously on tuesday night meg and I were at the house and we ate our dinner, which was green salad, that's it, it had just lettuce, cucumbers, bell peppers, broccoli, turkey and cheese. So I ate the salad and then we went and played bball for Aarons bday at the church. The whole time I was playing my stomach was killing me (just thought I had to go number 2) so I tried and couldn't. Anyway, we went back to the house and mom and meg just told me it was gas or that maybe the fresh peppers was upsetting my stomach. So meg and I went home. When we got there I took a hot shower hoping the heat would help. It didn't. So by this time its around 11pm and we are home and my stomach is still killin me. So I tried everything I know to help create a BM (tmi) everything except Ex-lax because on the box it said not to if you have abdominal pain. This continued on for another couple hours. In between my efforts I was calling my mother and meg was calling my mother in law and all kept encouraging me to do other things, thinking I was being a baby about it, and I tried all of those things...none of them helped. So at about 215am meg called the ER in Tooele and they said to bring me in. You see, being the tuff guy I am(that I try to be), no tuffness could stack up to this sharp pain. When we arrived they immediately did some blood work and felt around trying to find out where the pain was coming from exactly. (Some of these words or sentences may not make the most sense, I am still in the hospital and on pain meds) after the tests came back they knew something was up so they scheduled me for a CT scan. I had to drink I swear a half gallon of dye to prepare for the scan, it was disgusting. While this was happening I knew I wanted and needed a blessing...so with dad out of town in Dallas I turned to Zach and Boone. Meg called them and within 45 minutes they were at my side using the power of the priesthood to calm me down and ease my pain. I am so grateful they came by, it was a big sacrafice for them to just get up at 330am to come to the hospital especially when both of their wives are at home pregnant. Thank goodness for them, it helped me sleep while I was waiting for the scan. At 530am they came and woke me up to have the scan done. The results of the scan showed that my appendix, that is supposed to be 6mm in diamater and about as long as a pinky finger, was actually 16mm in diameter and more than twice as long as it should have been. So I was scheduled for surgery at 930am to have it removed! I don't remember a thing from the time they took me from my room for the operation. All I know is that I was in the deepest sleep ever! Meg and mom told me that after I woke up I was asking them why they forgot my body, I don't remember that lol. Anyway after I was actually awake awake and able to focus it was about 1PM already. I kept having meg lay in bed with me, because she was exhausted. Poor meg was awake for more than 24 hours before she got to actually sleep, and even then she only slept for about an hour and a half. I am so grateful for all she did for me and for all the sacrifices she has made and continues to make. She is the perfect wife, hopefully one day you will find someone almost as good ;) back to my hospital vacation: at around midnight last night meg and I were sleeping in the bed and I all of a sudden i was dripping sweat and needed to use the restroom and was a little dizzy, so I really needed to get to the bathroom...but didn't want to wake meg up...so luckily the CNA, jeremy, walked in right at that moment and he helped me to the bathroom. After I filled up a 32 ounce jug I felt like I was going to pass out, so I hollered for a little help, jeremy came in and I leaned on him while he walked me to the bed...I was about to collapse and then all of a sudden something was working its way up my asaphagus...so jeremy ran and grabbed my tub, I lost it three times! Meg woke up to the sound of me throwing everything up, I felt really bad...and for those who hate throwing up like I do, throwing up after having surgery on your stomach was the most pain I have felt in a LONG time and maybe ever that I can remember. Anyway after that fiasco everything has been looking up. Meg is at work today so mom picked me up from the hospital and we are on our way home now. Well bro sorry this was so long but I actually had something exciting to write about so I thought I would take advantage. I hope that things have gotten better with your comp! Exciting to hear about the babtisms! Also good to hear that you understand its about hard work and obedience, but also having fun too. I love you bro!

Love, andy