Well, it took about eight months but I finally got around to scanning the photos of my appendix. Here it is, infected and looking nasty:
Of course, as any good artist would, I asked that my appendix be saved, so, um, I could do something with it eventually. But just as I was going under, and being wheeled into the OR, the doc said, no, the tissue would go immediately to the path lab and be destroyed. The pics are all I have.
That story says a lot about conventional medicine. No wonder people who can't deal with pain end up being critical of so-called allopathic medicine. Historically, it hasn't been for wimps.