I almost missed appendicitis because I thought it was gas pain or cramps…

Pain started on a Thursday in the middle of my abdomen. I thought maybe it was gas so I took some gasX. That turned into diarrhea, so I figured hey maybe my period is a few days early. Next day at work the pain moved to my right side. It was miserable and I was a grumpy bitch. Saturday same thing. I alternated between bathroom and laying on a table in my conference room. Part of me started thinking this couldn’t be normal but I didn’t wanna go to an already overwhelmed ER on a busy 4th of July weekend. Then 3AM hit. The pain was so bad I could barely move without feeling like I was going to pass out, vomit, explode. My husband drove me to the ER and somehow managed to hit every damn pothole on the way there: thank you Michigan roads. I had to wait 30 mins for a bed in the waiting room. Another 30 mins once I got the bed to be seen and hooked up to IV. After an hour and multiple people poked at my abdomen I FINALLY got pain meds: morphine. It didn’t do anything. They then tried Dilaudid. Holy balls that worked and first time pain free in days. I was taken to CT past cops, people handcuffed in the hallway, and some chick yelling about getting jumped lol. Within minutes of my CT scan they said “hey we gotta get your appendix out now”. Proof that woman can endure high levels of pain and somehow we still try to tell ourselves we’re okay. I went into surgery on 7/3/22 and spent my holiday weekend in bed. Still working on getting back to normal but thankful I finally went to the ER and stoped thinking I was being a burden by asking for help.

TL;DR – had appendicitis, thought it was gas/cramps, waited 3 days to get help.

I almost missed appendicitis because I thought it was gas pain or cramps…