My marriage.

My husband and I got together in 1988. We moved in with my parents and lived in Washington for about 6 months. He had tried getting a good paying job and was not able to. We then moved to Alabama where his parents lived. We stayed with them for about 4 - 6 months then got our own place. During this time, I had found out that I was pregnant with our first daughter. I also had appendicitis when I was 3 months along. I had the pain associated with appendicitis for 3 days. My doctor kept telling me that I had gas. When I finally went to the ER, they found that it was definetely appendicitis and scheduled me for surgery the very next morning when they could get an operating room. I remember that I was not put under but was given a local anesthetic. I had something to drink with my meds and they told me that if they put me under, I could aspirate. During the surgery I remember hearing the surgeon tell someone in the room to get the suction and that I had ruptured. I could hear the suctioning and ended up getting sick while in the operation. We both survived and 6 months later I had a beautiful girl who was not affected by the surgery! I was so happy and relieved.