An update on my progress 12 weeks into recovery after the operation.

This summer I came extremely close to death. Dramatic start to this paragraph hey? But seriously... the doctors told me that if I’d dialled 999 two hours later it would have been curtains. When I came out of hospital I couldn’t walk, eat or go to the toilet properly, and now here I am - still not recovered, but able to function like a human being much better than I could a few months ago. Worst Appendix Ever is my attempt to utilise the knowledge I've learned in this most challenging period of my life and use it to help others in need, as well as coming at the whole idea of 'recovery' in a new light.