It all started with a little sore throat and what I thought was kidney pain when my world turned upside down. Starting on Feb. 25, I began my attempt at becoming a frequent flier at the emergency room (I never did find that Delta lounge, though).
A quick trip that day showed no strep, and so I went on my way feeling a little relieved. As the days went on, my throat healed, but the pain in my internal organs amplified like I had a dozen megaphones hollering out from inside.
After the third ER visit (and the realization that my kidneys and appendix are model citizens contributing to their respective bodily societies), I was admitted to the hospital with alarming levels of inflammation in my guts.