On Saturday, we had agreed to help a friend move home, but unfortunately, I wasn’t able to help at all. I could hardly walk, let alone carry boxes. In the afternoon, Irene said I felt warm, and we decided to go to the hospital.

To make a long story short: from the blood test it appeared I probably had an appendicitis, so I was scheduled for operation that evening. Normally, this would have meant I could have gone home the next day, but during the operation, they found that my appendix had burst. Instead of leaving the next day, I had to stay in hospital for five days with intravenous antibiotics.

I have been home for a week now, and I’m getting better and better. I am up and about, although standing or walking still hurts after a few minutes. My appetite in hospital was really terrible, I hardly ate at all, but luckily that’s (almost) back to normal now. I’ve also started working for a couple of hours a day, and hopefully next week I’ll be able to work full days again.