Four weeks ago today (I'm writing this on Monday) I found myself in an ER with dreadful stomach pain and sickness. It was like nothing I had ever experienced. It took several hours until I finally heard a doctor say, "Would you like something to help with the pain?" Once the pain was tolerable, my mind was freed up to wonder what on earth was happening to me? The doctor had ordered multiple tests, but they weren't finding anything. Eventually he came in and said, "Well, I don't believe you have appendicitis but we're going to send you for a CT scan to rule it out." A nurse came and rolled my bed to another part of the hospital. I was flat on my back, covered in blankets, too sick to even think about sitting up and looking around. The nurse asked me several questions, including, "Have you ever had _______ (multiple diseases)?" As soon as she asked, it was like a dart of fear shot straight from her mouth to my brain. I thought, "Oh dear...