Sunday Funday.....Just Kidding

     I've learned a lot since my surgery, but one really important thing is that I will not ever be addicted to pain killers.  As I mentioned in an entry below, the pills I've been having to take for pain make me sick.  I usually take an anti-nausea pill along with my pain pill, but for some reason, on Sunday morning I forgot.
     Everyone in my church has been extremely supportive and helpful since we found out that I was going to have surgery.  My parents both wanted me to go to church on Sunday to thank everyone for their prayers (and of course to thank God for how well the surgery went).
     When I arrived at church, my stomach started to hurt a little bit, but it usually did if I did not take the anti-nausea pill.  The medicine I was on never actually made me throw up, so I did not think too much about the nausea.  Anyway, I was really happy to see all of my church family and I think/hope they were excited to see me too!  Someone in our congregation mentioned my presence in church that day as a praise, and my pastor even mentioned me by name in our opening prayer.
     As you can tell, I had a lot of attention on me, but I just was not feeling good. The nausea was getting worse, and my mom said I was as white as a ghost.  I finally told my parents that we needed to leave.  Unfortunately we picked a really awkward time to depart.  At my church, unless you've graduated from high school, you're expected to go to the front of the church for the children's sermon.  We decided we would leave during this part.  It's too bad that when I got up to leave, our preacher's wife (she's in charge of the children sermon) thought I was trying to come down to the kid's sermon.  She called my name.  I had to awkwardly hurry out the door with my parents following.
     Once we were on the front church steps, I started to gag.  Mom rushed back in to get a garbage can.  The garbage can arrived in time, but I missed it once, leaving throw up all over the front step of the church.
After I stopped vomiting, Dad had to clean my breakfast up off the steps! It was really really really not a fun experience.  Thank goodness it rained before church let out cleaning up any remain debris.

My advice for people going through this: DON'T BE LIKE ME!! Take all of your medicine! Especially the anti-nausea pill right before church!