And by saddle, I mean the chair at my desk.
I made it through yesterday completely unscathed. In fact, everything that people told me, turned out to be 100% true. I felt no pain and really don't remember anything about it.
Hooray for drugs!!!!
I remember meeting with the 'interview' nurse (that's what she called herself), being relocated and getting settled into the room where the procedure would be taking place, chatting with the tech, chatting with the nurse, meeting the doctor and answering a few questions he had, and then the next thing I knew, I was waking up in the recovery room.
They gave me some juice and a muffin (how cliche) and then my sister came and picked me up.
The weird thing is that I'm now remembering some stuff that happened in between waking up and arriving at my sister's house, but I'm remembering it the same way you remember stuff that happened after a drunken night on the town. I remember getting to my sister's house and having a coffee, but I have no recollection of asking for the coffee. I vaguely recall going through the drive through and giving her money to pay for it, but I don't remember her driving me there. I remember sitting on her couch and watching TV, but I don't remember the conversation we had before she left...stuff like that.
Now I can see why they don't allow you to just leave on your own.
Imagine the trouble you could get into!!!! :-)
Anyway, from what I can remember, they said that everything was OK and that someone would be in touch with me in a few days with the final results. The doctor that I went to is known for taking a biopsy every time he does these tests, so I assume that they'll wait until they have those results before getting in touch with me. The good news is that they obviously didn't find anything serious and it seems that the Prilosec (actually, the generic equivalent) is making me feel a lot better.
Jim and I are dog-sitting my sister's beagle puppy (Miner) this weekend.
THAT should be interesting. Scooter and Miner have met once before and things went OK, but that was when Miner was VERY little. I have a feeling that he's grown up some and may be closer to Scooter's size at this point. I'm sure it'll be fine and hopefully they'll get along. I'm more concerned with Miner having an accident in the house. I'm in NO mood to deal with that, but from what I hear, he's housebroken and hasn't had any accidents at home so we should be fine.
We shall see...
Have a great Thursday and thanks again for all your kind words. :-)
PS - this is what the scope looked like. Nice.