This story is my first-hand account of an emergency surgery I had when I was
twelve years old. This occurred in a small town in Eastern Canada approximately
seventeen years ago. I had been hospitalized after collapsing at school with
extreme abdominal pain. Doctors quickly determined that my appendix was
severely inflamed and about to rupture.
The whole thing happened very quickly, I had just gotten to the hospital when suddenly nurses were rushing in, putting all kinds of equipment on my body and running my gurney to the operating room. I remember being so frightened I could not stop shaking, even thinking about it now gives me tremors. The doctors mistook me for being cold and covered me in warm blankets. Within a few minutes I was counting back from 100 with a gas mask on my face, slowly drifting to sleep. My eyes got heavy as I began to fade away.