The Lonely Trip to the Emergency Room

It's been said many times, many ways, that suffering makes one a better, stronger person. I've always believed that at the minimum, trauma teaches me about myself. Here are some things I learned about myself and my life, while vomiting, dry-heaving, experiencing terrible pain, being diagnosed with appendicitis, subsequently undergoing midnight surgery, and during the two-week recovery process.

1.) When I'm sick, I still want my mom to make it better.
2.) I prefer dry-heaving to throwing up. It hurts more, but it's less disgusting.
3.) When making decisions, I prefer to appeal to the authority of others. I do not trust my own instincts.
4.) There is no crisis that cannot be made worse by the presence of my father.
5.) My friends and family perceive me as melodramatic, and do not trust my ability to assess a given situation.
6.) I enjoy the effects of morphine.
7.) When forced, I can take care of myself. My will to live is surprisingly strong.

On a Scale from 1 to Bitter: Lonely.
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