What does these people have in common?
Well, we have all been laid low by that magical little organ - the appendix - this season. I've gotten a few e-mails and our vigilant commenter Moo also wondered about my absence from the blog and the paper. That's the explanation. Like Ring and before Dunn and Holliday, I had an appendectomy.
About 3 a.m. Tuesday morning, I was awoken to sharp pain in my front lower right side. I thought it was strained oblique (yes, I have them) from working out (yes, I do that). I got up the next morning and the pain was there and I was pretty nauseous. I forced down coffee and went to work to write an Angels season preview about Jered Weaver.
I told a good friend at work about the pain. She said it was probably my appendix and I needed to see a doctor. She kept on me about seeing a doctor. So I did what I always do, I called my younger sister, who is a nurse practitioner (good kid in the family) in Denver. She said I needed to go to the doctor sooner than later. I told her I'd consider it. She knew what that meant (I wasn't going). About 20 minutes later, I got a call from my mom. The little tattle tale had told on me. So I went.
After being sent from an urgent care to the ER, I arrived at the hospital at 2 p.m. on Tuesday and didn't leave till Friday at noon. Yes, it's a routine surgery, but there were some complications that have left me kind of beat up. While Royce Ring was throwing eight days later after his, and Matt Holliday didn't need to go on the disabled list , but like Adam Dunn, who has been slowed by some discomfort, I wasn't so lucky. Hence my absence from the blog and the paper in general. It's not quite the same as what Michael Cuddyer went through in the fall.
I'm still not 100 percent. I did write a feature on Daren Brown for the Thursday's paper and the Rainiers season opener. And I will be at Safeco for today's home opener. I should be back to my normal sarcastic and cynical self by Tuesday if everything goes properly.
A word to the wise. If you feel a sharp stinging pain in your front lower right side of your abdomen and you are sick to your stomach ... go to the doctor. You might not have good people around to convince you like I did.
A big thank you to my co-workers, who stepped in and covered for me while I was gone. Thanks to all the kind wishes on Twitter and Facebook and texts and e-mails, thanks to Jimmy's on First and the TNT for the flowers. It was all pretty overwhelming support.