A while back, I was in a bird-watching class in the Talented and Gifted Program. We were on a long walk observing birds around OSU, and I had a terrible stomachache. I told the teacher and he said something like this, "You're probably ok. It's probably just a normal stomachache. No big deal." I was trying to hold back the pain as hard as I could, and another student thought I was having a hernia. I used the bathroom, thinking it was gas or something. I eventually got home, told my parents, then they took me to the hospital, for the pain was unbearable. That night, I had a surgery. It turned out I had Appendicitis, and my appendix was just about to burst. If it did burst, which luckily it didn't, it would have tore a whole in my stomach, making my stomach acids spill out and burn my body, giving me a slow and painful death.