Yesterday I had my dreaded stomach scope …. (cue scary music) – but luckily it wasn’t as scary as I thought.

I went to the GMACC meeting at 8 – then work at 9ish – with no breakfast. I had to stop eating at midnight – not fun. I am such a breakfast person and didn’t think it would effect me too much – just ask the people I was with in the morning – it did. I was starving and nervous about going in the first place – it was not a good morning.

Mara took me over – ‘cus she is AWESOME – and dropped me off since they told me it would be about 4 hours. I filled out the paperwork – filled out some more paperwork – gave my health history a few times – changed into a robe and waited – and waited and waited.

I hate needles – HATE them – I know not many people like them but I have one of those irrational fears of them. I was so nervous about the IV – only ever having had one once before. The nurse was so nice and made me so comfortable – I barely felt it – but it’s the fact that it’s there that bothers me.

Then I waited and waited and waited when they finally came in to wheel me into the OR – which is very chilly – but they have TOASTY blankets to wrap you up in – the doctor and nurses were SO VERY nice to me – and then I was OUT – the next thing I remember is being wheeled back into my room.

Ginger ale and a bagel were waiting for me – finally food at 3:30 PM after having stopped eating at 8:30 the night before – YAY – but the excitement was not long-lived. The happy drugs they give you in the OR don’t have such a happy effect for long. I knew that I had to get up and change back into my clothes but was dreading any movement – but I managed. I watched a little TV waiting for Jared to come get me – but I was really wanting my own bed and warmness so I texted Mara to see if she would continue in her AWESOMENESS and come pick me back up – she did.

The nurse at the front didn’t let me go without Mara coming up to prove that I wasn’t driving myself home – there is no way I could have driven myself home – I barely made it out the front door. Mara went to get the car while I said goodbye to my bagel.

I made it home and got cozy in the recliner thanking God that all I had eaten was a bagel.

SO – the diagnosis – I don’t have an ulcer – YAY – I have bad acid reflux – who knew – I only ever have stomach pains. So I have to change my diet – yet again – and it should be under control.

Thanks to everyone that prayed for me. I am still feeling a little wonky today but much better than yesterday afternoon.

And I made it past my fear of IV’s – seeing as how I have to have one when I have a wee one – so that was good.

OH – and thanks again Mara – you are an AWESOME friend! I owe you!