LOL! My husband had spent the morning cooking a big family dinner. About midway through, he told me he thought he was having an appendicitis attack. Now, the only reason he thought so was because he was having "some" pain in the correct area to be his appendix. The pain was getting worse, but it still wasn't too bad. So, he went to the ER.
The docs weren't quite sure what to do with him. He really didn't seem to be having enough pain for it to be appendicitis (no fever, no nausea), but they decided that was what it was and then put him at the bottom of the surgery list because (I assume) he was the most comfortable. It took nearly 24 hours from the time he entered the ER until the surgery.
I wasn't at all surprised when the surgeon told me the appendix had nearly burst. My husband insisted that he wasn't being stoic. He just never really felt THAT bad.
He said he never really felt that bad. But the peritonitis almost killed him.