I’m generally healing well from surgery with the exception of getting run down really easily.
A few days ago I started noticing that the incision in my belly button was leaking some gross and smelly discharge. I hadn’t been too concerned about it because the area doesn’t hurt and I don’t have a fever or anything. But after four days and a late night google search, I decided to give the advice nurse a call.
They paged a surgeon who thought I had an infection and told me to go to the E.R. immediately. I have a $250 copay ( because America!) and I didn’t want to waste my money and time for a non- emergency. I asked if it could wait until tomorrow and she said I could get a stomach infection or something so I reluctantly agreed to go.
Anticipating a long wait, I threw an Annie’s frozen burrito in the microwave, pulled on some sweatpants, and drove myself to the E.R. one handedly while eating.
I was seen pretty quickly by a young and attractive doctor. He was very nice but essentially told me that while it was a good idea that I came in, everything looked fine. He suggested I lie on my back and let my belly button air out several times a day.
So yeah I paid $250 to get diagnosed with a dirty belly button. Happy Sunday!