ETA: Today you get two AI’s. Mostly because I’ve been drinking Vicodin. You can do that. and so I probably asked Mary to cover for me, but then forgot… or dreamed that I didn’t. Lay off. I had cancer.
Yesterday morning, I woke up with a stomach. This morning, I woke up without one.
In case you missed it, short story: while preparing for a gastric bypass, my surgeon found a not-so-benign tumor, so while I had my gastric bypass, he took my whole stomach out.
Typically during this surgery, they just detach the stomach, but leave it where it is because, you know, it’s an organ and stuff, and why take out things you don’t need to take out.
The weird thing is that I’ve found myself getting nostalgic about having a stomach. That’s weird, right? I mean…. it’s a stomach. But you don’t ever think about not having something like that. It’s always been there. You spend a large part of your life communicating with it. It tells you when you’re hungry, thirsty, tired, sick. It may not be a loving relationship, but it’s an important one nonetheless.
Obviously, being emotionally attached to something that’s growing cancer and shit and trying to kill me is probably not logical. Intellectually, I know that we had to say goodbye. Our time together was up. But, anyone who’s spend a good amount of time here at Skepchick knows that I’m not known for jumping to rational conclusions… so I’m sitting here, a little weirded out that I’m sitting here and my stomach is hanging out at a lab, being looked at by pathologists. It’s be autopsied… without me. I always thought we’d be autopsied together.
Now, I realize that most of you probably have all your major organs in tact, but that doesn’t mean you don’t have irrational attachments to things. We all have a favorite pair of underwear that we wear on certain occasions… right? That’s not just me? And a favorite t-shirt or pajamas.
What are you weird emotional attachments? Are you a super skeptic who has freed yourself from such silliness? Do you have any body parts that, if you really thought about it, would be just weird to not have, even if you could function fine without them?
The Afternoon Inquisition (or AI) is a question posed to you, the Skepchick community. Look for it to appear Tuesdays and Thursdays at 3pm ET
Maybe I’ll just buy myself one of these. Then I’ll still have a stomach, and it’s adorbs, and comes with a cancer-free guarantee… I assume. Also, it’s the featured image: