I Miss You (Kinda)

An open letter

Has it really been a year already? I still can’t believe you’re gone.

It feels like only yesterday that the doctor told me the terrible news. I’d rushed to the hospital, but it was too late. They told me they’d need to operate, but we all knew there was no hope left for you. It was all so unexpected, I didn’t know how to cope, but it hurt. The pain was like nothing I’d ever experienced before - a stabbing in my belly that left me completely debilitated. I was so messed up I had to be sedated.

When I finally came to my senses, I found out that my worst fears had come to pass: you were gone. Taken from me forever. I didn’t even get a final chance to see you. It hurt even worse than I’d anticipated. I didn’t know what to do next. I was in such a state that I had to take time off work; in fact for the first few days I didn’t even get out of bed. The whole ordeal left me permanently scarred.

But, if I’m being honest, I recovered pretty quickly. In fact, It only took a week or so before I’d pretty much returned to normal. These days I barely even think about you anymore. I guess you just weren’t that important. You never did much for me anyway.

Yep, it’s been a full year since I had my appendix removed. RIP you vestigial motherfucker.