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!