A sober week in Internetland
Written about 12:43 am — Wednesday, November 30thDo not be afraid. Bubble 2.0 has not popped. This post is not about the collapse of any “businesses“.
It’s about how I can’t drink beer, and how that makes internetland (a.k.a. San Francisco) a little bit less charming. You see, I was afflicted this holiday weekend. Just after midnight on Thanksgiving day (that’s before any turkey), I noticed some pain in my abdomen. At first, I just thought it was gas. “Sure! It’ll pass,” I thought. But, it kept hurting, and I got very little sleep.
The next morning, I got a ride to the family ranch down in Hollister for Thanksgiving dinner. I figured this would be a safe bet, seeing as my stepmother is a doctor, and my stepbrother is a med student. I had them check me out, and they weren’t worried. So, I spent the next few hours on the couch, in pain. When the turkey was done, we all sat down to eat the big dinner. I think I ate a roll and about 2 bites of turkey with cranberry sauce. I really wanted more, but I just couldn’t do it.
By about 10 PM, I was still miserable. I decided it was time to go to the hospital. My dad and my stepmom drove me down to Hazel Hawkins’ ER where I could get some treatment. After arriving, blood draw, IV hookup, the examination, and waiting, I finally got some pain medication at around 1 AM. My CT scan was at 3 AM, and I got antibiotics and left the hospital by around 4:30 AM.
The CT scan showed some inflammation in my large intestine, just below the splenic curvature. Probably the result of some type of infection. I don’t know what caused it. Maybe all the nights of beer, all the hamburgers, a little stress from school, all the coffee I drink, etc. Whatever it was, it made me extremely miserable for two and a half days.
After I’m feeling better, and my diet can be richer than juice, water, and broth, I’ll probably go back to beer. And coffee.


