You would think the two of them were related, but they arent!
Went out to Westport last night... not a bass in sight.. but blooooooooooooofish everywhere... We were there 45 mins and had to leave because over the course of the day I contracted a SEVERE case of stomach cramps. It started about 9 am and came and went all day and decided to wait till I got in the boat to REALLY bring the pain The only thing I can pinpoint is I ate a little debbie (or something like that) cheese danish at the T Station...
anyway.. I was feeling a bit better when I got home so I went to Westport.
As soon as we got in the boat.... PAIN.. intensifiying as the minutes passed.. Not even breaking bloooooofish could heal me.... I was lying in the boat all icky like and told my uncle it was time to go.. I couldnt sit stand or do anything the pain was so bad...
So he took me to the emergency room...45 excruciating minutes away.
Get there... Noone there! I am first in line!
Take me in take my blood.. tests tests tests... I have 17000 white blood cells when high end of normal is 11k...fun fun
They make me drink like a quart of this foul brew for the cat scan... and in an anticlimatic moment...45 mins after doing so, after 14 hours of pain, I vomit... continouosly.... till I am empty... NO MORE PAIN
Cat scan was sorta normal... said the image was kinda light and wondered if I drank all the brew...
They let me go home at like 1am..
My uncle calls this morning to see how I am doing... Tell him I am fine.. He calls me some choice words and asks if I am ready to head back out...
Dedication!
Ive been fine since, though my wife was annoyed I made her drive me to wareham to get my setup at M+D's...
So.. anyway...... dont eat prepackaged cheese danishes, and ... the blooooooofish are in westport.