So a couple of weeks ago it went kind of like this:

• Mon evening; have dinner and a persistent stomach ache. Go to bed thinking it'll go away.
• Tue 8am; wake up with the same stomach ache, but go to work anyway
• Tue 9.30am; throw up at work. Decide to come home
• Tue 10.30am; lying down at home. Ache getting worse
• Tue 11am; make an appointment with my GP for 2.30pm
• Tue 12pm; pain is severe. I wonder if I can make it until 2.30pm
• Tue 3pm; leave GP having been diagnosed with appendicitis
• Tue 4pm; arrive at hospital Emergency Room
• Tue 4.10pm; booked in for a CT scan
• Tue 4.30pm; drink three cups of "contrast". Have intravenous painkiller
• Tue 5.30pm; more painkillers
• Tue 6.30pm; more painkillers
• Tue 7.30pm; have CT scan
• Tue 8pm; scan confirms appendicitis. Looks like it's perforated
• Tue 9pm; lying on a trolley outside the Operating Room. Meet the anaesthetist
• Tue 9.30pm; wheeled into OR. Put to sleep
• Tue 11.30pm; wake up in the recovery room. Did I dream that the surgeon and anaesthetist came by to say hello? Eat a cup of ice chips
• Wed 12.15am; arrive on the ward. A devoted Wendy is waiting for me
• Wed 1am; woken up for temperature and BP check
• Wed 1.30am; woken up for temperature and BP check
• Wed 2am; woken up for temperature and BP check
• ...
• Wed 7am; woken up for temperature and BP check
• Wed 7.30am; woken up for temperature and BP check
• Wed 8am; wake up properly; very painful
• Wed 9.30am; Wendy arrives back, bless. Still very painful
• Wed 10.30am; Morphine. Mmmmmmmorphine. Mmmmmmmmm
• Wed 12pm; Mmmmmmmmm
• Wed 3pm; surgeon comes by to say hi. Discharges me
• Wed 4pm; leave the ward with flowers and a painkiller prescription
• Wed 5pm; back at home and helped onto the LoveSac by nurse Wendy

I had one of these.