For those of you who may not have known, I spent the last week in the Royal Victoria Hospital. About midnight on last Saturday I started to have some pretty serious stomach and abdominal pain, but I assumed it was a passing flu that I might overcome. The pain persisted, crescendoing on Tuesday when I finally decided to make the two-hundred meter trek from my residence to the McGill hospital. Once I had signed in at triage I had to wait an uncomfortable eight and a half hours to be admitted, upon which an x-ray and CT scan determined that I indeed had appendicitus. Surgery was performed and a week of worry and boredom began. Worry, because I was missing so much school, a process I have never enjoyed. And boredom because despite the fact that this hospital was smack dab in the center of the McGill campus, which is all wirelessly active, I was unable to get any internet access. This led to a recovery process marked by Arrested Development, Entourage, Friends and whatever else was on the external hard-drive my friends brought me. Also, I read the pdf’s of a bunch of old Batman and the graphic novel of The Dark Knight which was awesome.
I was released yesterday at around four o’clock much to my pleasure and now find life on the outside world pretty stressful and fast paced. I have tons of reading to get done and find the distractions of the internet, with which I was so deprived, calling me to procrastinate. Anyways, I got to read Wallenstein’s Death and get going on all my things. Thanks to everyone who called, wrote or visited me in the hospital.
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