The last thing I remember is being told, "Not to worry; you'll be up and bouncing by this time tomorrow. This is really no big deal." He grinned at me, so I didn’t worry and tried my best to smile back at the surgeon as I drifted out. Oh boy, was I wrong. Well, learning the hard way seems to be the only way I really learn my lessons. I finally awoke from the coma two-and-a-half weeks later -- simple appendectomy my foot! It was during the next week recuperating in the hospital that I learned .