Suck my abdomen

I blew up on February 11, 2011. I was taking a nap, and when I woke up I was in horrid pain. Pain so bad that I could not handle it.

Bless my brother, because without him, I would be much less extant than I am now. He got me to the emergency room, my mom got me to the front of the line (don't mess with a small eastern European woman when her baby is in danger), and I got in for blood tests and a CT scan.

My appendix had decided to blow up... Silly thing... But, at least it was epically so.

Now, I am still in the hospital (February 22, 2011), and my surgery wound was left open, so it would heal more naturally. It had been packed with gauze that where changed twice a day, until yesterday.

Yesterday, I got a "wound vac", which is pretty much exactly what it sounds like. The wound is packed with special medical sponges, air tight stickers are put on the skin, and then a vacuum tube sucks it all down and keeps me healing.

I'm told this thing is fantastic. All I know is that something is sucking on my tummy and won't stop.


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Beware The Frog of Thunder

Hello, Readers! Not that there are all that many of you, at this point, but welcome to the first post on Frog of Thunder.

"Why 'Frog of Thunder'?", you might be asking yourself, right now. Well, the Frog of Thunder is from a Marvel Comics story in which Odin turned The Mighty Thor into a frog for a while, hence The Frog of Thunder!

What will this blog be about? ... I don't know, yet.

I have dreams of being profound and poignant and funny and brilliant, but I doubt that will happen without practice... So, for now, I shall ramble a bit each day, and try to stumble into a rhythm that you and I both like.

Best of luck to us both!