With many biopsies. Oh, and I felt it that day as my esophagus felt like sandpaper.
I Ubered to the lovely St. Joseph’s Hospital for my 9am procedure.
Checked in…answered all the questions, the million bazillion questions about my whole life except maybe what time I pooped last. We shall see!
The needle for my anesthesia was fun. They poked me a few times and finally got a flash. I love that part. (Said me never!)
The anesthesiologist walked in right before my procedure.
(No hello). My name is Dr. Bigg…(something or other).
He looks at my chart.
Any questions?
(No goodbye)
Hmph. definitely not his strength (people!)
Next thing I know, I’m awake! Tot and Daddy right there. (bandages (from attempted needles and all)
Hopefully we’ll hear something soon. Onto get some coffee! Yahoo!
Thank you Jesus for watching over me.