<human>: 3 days ago I went to bed with a little pain in my stomach. No big deal I thought, I'll sleep it off and be fine in the morning (thinking it was something I ate). The next morning I  got up and was feeling worse but still attributed it to Food poisoning and figured being active was what I needed. So I went shopping with my wife and suffered through the ordeal until noon when I told her to take me home and to bring me chicken fried rice and wonton soup (my
Comfort food...don't judge). I managed to eat that and decided to turn in early and got some Pepto to solve the problem....because food right? By midnight I was not in good shape and woke my wife to tell her i thought something a little more serious was happening. I had done a little investigating online and discovered a DIY test for  appendix pain. I did not pass. My wife was sceptical and figured "man-cold" so I went back to sleep. At 6am I could not bear it any longer. The pain was pretty intense and I'd experienced a gall bladder attack a little more than 12 years ago and this was coming up a close tie for worst pain I'd ever experienced. Finally my wife agreed to drive (we were expecting a load of firewood at any moment) she left the payment with my son and off we went. After a CT scan the doctor said. "Your appendix is severely infected and its very very close to perforating, it's a good thing you came when you did."

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<bot>: My wife didn't believe me, and I didn't want to be full of shit, so I got my appendix out.