First-hand education on chronic appendicitis and adhesions arrived at my doorstep this past year, making my list of fodderable experiences much richer. Now, as a friend referred to me, I am the Appendixless One and damn happy to be so. It's put a crimpt in my writing pace but that will pass.
 
It's interesting to have LESS pain after the surgery than when one arrived at the hospital. As I told one of the nurses, pain is all relative. This was not my first, second, or third surgery. It was my ninth--no, eleventh--surgery. However, waiting for the correct diagnosis (even though I had already correctly diagnosed the illness myself--thank Zeus for the internet) and waiting for the surgery made my blood pressure, which is always perfect, go up quite a bit as I fully realized what might happen if said appendix burst. I'm glad I didn't need to call 911 and that the surgeon was more than quite competent. She also saw me on Monday and took my appendix and adhesions out on Wednesday.

The good news is that the iPad I bought two weeks ago arrived Monday morning, thus allowing me to have easy access to the internet and my writing from my sofabed in the family room before and while I'm recuperating. I love my iPad. I also love the Apple wireless keyboard, which has full-size keys but is lightweight and small. I can now write anywhere, anytime.

When I was seven years old, my teacher played a recording of a computer singing Daisy, Daisy, Give Me Your Answer, Do. How quickly things change. As an sf (science fiction) fan, it is rewarding to see such changes happen in my lifetime.