Sunday, August 15, 2010

Why I went to the hospital during our family vacation

For the first time in years, we got away for a family vacation. We only had five days, so we took our pop-up camper to the Rhode Island coast, near some fun beaches. (By the way, when we pulled into our camping spot, I noticed that the amazing pop-up camper in the camping spot next to us was a lot nicer than our $500 1970s era off-Craigs-List tent. When I got home, I looked it up, and I estimate that their camper alone cost about ten times more than our camper and car combined. No wonder they looked at us funny when we completed the camper set-up using duct tape.)


Anyway, I managed to spend the last several days of the vacation in the local hospital, and rather than just tell you what happened, I'll make it a multiple choice test (in preparation for the upcoming semester).


I was in the hospital because:
A) The clam cakes we ate were too greasy, so they had to remove my gall bladder
B) We set up our tent at night, so I didn't see the patch of poison ivy that I was crawling around in, and they had to treat me with steroids via an IV drip
C) While swimming I got entangled with a large jellyfish and had to be pulled out by the lifeguards. The hospital treated the second- and third-degree burns I had on my legs.
D) I really wanted some peace-and-quiet.


Give up?  Here's a hint. I'm home now, but very sore, and it may take a couple more years to be ready for another family vacation.

7 comments:

Brad Wright said...

Turns out that I have had a large gall stone for awhile now, and a trip to a great clamshack = fatty foods = gall bladder going into overdrive and going off deep end into pain. Doh-h-h-h.

Kyndria said...

How anticlimactic. I was going for C, the jellyfish. But I guess that was a dumb guess because all it takes is lee to counteract that.

Kyndria said...

Pee. I meant pee. Not Lee.

Brad Wright said...

Yeah, gall bladder surgery is kind of boring...

Anonymous said...

Does this mean you can no longer be accused of having some gall when making a direct observation?

Naka said...

Hey Brad, this is Naka and John Williams just pointed me to your blog. The scary thing is that I just had gall bladder surgery too! Luckily, our family camping trip was the week before my surgery so I got another chance to kill myself and my daughter on the motorcycle.

As for gall bladder problem, maybe it was something in the water at Davis!

Brad Wright said...

Maybe too many grad burgers?