Today Rob's brother Scott joined my Useless Organ Failure Club. He spent the day at Regions Hospital recovering from his overnight apendectomy. It's funny because it was just yesterday that I was thinking about when I myself went through this. The doctors say his appendix actually ruptured while he was waiting for surgery. What also sucks is that his trip to New Mexico planned for this weekend had to be cancelled.
Angie, Cal, Rob and I stopped by the hospital this evening to see how he was doing. He was pretty doped up on morphine, but he still had his good humor going. While Scott drifted in and out sleep, we speculated the importance of this seemingly useless organ. Someone suggested that maybe the appendix had something to do with fighting disease and evolution, and another comment was that perhaps it is where the soul is. I don't know about Scott, but I'm pretty sure I didn't lose my soul on an operating table. When we left him he was still waiting (after many hours) to see the doctor who would explain how to change the bandage and ultimately give him the OK to go home.
Feel better soon, Scott!