Thursday, August 28, 2008

A slower recovery than first thought

Well, my day started off with a surprise call from the office manager at UNISA reminding me that I had to give two lectures this morning (which I had in my diary for Friday). I rushed off and found my students waiting for me. I had to do the lecture seated and felt faint. The office manager, Hannelie, saw that I wasn't doing well and rushed me off to her doc. He prodded, pocked, injected and said that he suspected a burst appendix. So, off we went to hospital for further tests. They couldn't find any conclusive evidence of this diagnosis, but did find a badly inflamed and infected colon. Now I'm on stronger meds. If I don't feel better by tomorrow morning, I have to go to hospital again to do further appendix tests. Knowing the seriousness of appendices, I suppose they could have said: "If you're still alive tomorrow morning and still shtting yourself, then come back and we'll run some more tests.". Must say that tonight I feel like a small plate of mash and fishfingers.


Rock in the Grass (Pete Grassow) said...

hey Wes: strength my brother. Greetings from a soggy south!

digitaldion (Dion Forster) said...

yikes! that's not good! glad Hanelli was there to help!

that's why i say, if it doesn't pay rent, take it out... i have so few organs left that when i eat peas they rattle while i walk (sometimes they also knock against the steel rods in my legs... but that's another story!)

seriously Wes, praying for you my friend!!!! Hope you recover soon.

Love and blessing,