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Originally Posted by siva350
I was sixteen when I got a horible stomach ach, I thought I needed to eat or something but it just got worse. I told my mom and she said I was just faking. I went four days without being able to stand up it hurt so bad. The fourth night my mom was on a date it was probably about 2am and I told my sister to call mom to take me to the hospital, she told me not to bother mom on her date. I called about an hour later and told her that I was going to die if she didnt take me to the hospital. When we got to the hospital they told her that my appendix had burst that day and she was lucky I was still alive... I went in for emergency surgery! the next morning when my sister woke up she felt like a real bitch...
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my mother said it was lucky I was on vacation with my dad because she probably wouldn't have believed me since the week before I had pulled the whole 'I don't feel well' thing to try to get off school. Geeze mom, maybe I was starting to feel bad then, huh? Of course it happened on Martin Luther King day weekend and there was a blizard and I fell on the ice afterwards fucking my stitches too..ah, the fun. There was a California earthquake that weekend too. I know because all that was on the hotel TV when I was in was news about the earthquake and a Janet Jackson Rockumentry that they repeated on loop on MTV.