I had my appendix out last week. It wasn’t expected (clearly) and I was a little stunned by the speed with which everything happened.
One minute I’m at my osteopath complaining of what I thought was a pulled groin muscle, a few hours later I’m waking up from an operation. Coming out of the anaesthetic, the first coherent thought I had should have been, “What a miracle is modern medicine. My life was just saved by what is considered minor surgery.”