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7-13-2007 2:23 am
Aar0n: ...........yay?
Well, I got through with my second test today. They didn't find anything out of place in the first test. I have to say, though, it was a pretty oogy. I hate the goop they use during the ultrasound. It feels like they're smearing insane amounts of KY all over your stomach in preparation for some horrible/fatal rape.

I had the endoscopy today. First, the less important thing. The doctor found nothing. He took two biopsies to test, but he's pretty sure there's nothing wrong with my stomach. Now, the second and most important thing. The shit that they knock you out with is fucking fantastic! I didn't sleep very well last night, because I was nervous about the test. I felt exhausted all morning. They got me into the operating room, and screwed this huge tube of white stuff onto my IV. The nurse anesthetist says, "If your hand feels achy, that's just the anesthesia going in." I said, "Okay." Then, everything went into cartoon-like squiggles, and I was out. The nurse woke me up about an hour later when I was done, and the first words out of my mouth were, "You need to bottle that stuff!" I felt fantastic. A little drunk, yes, but fantastic!

Anyway, the doctor said that there didn't appear to be anything wrong with my small and large intestines, kidneys, gallbladder, or pancreas from what he could tell of the ultrasound. He also said that he didn't see anything wrong with my esophagus or stomach from the endoscopy. The only thing questionable was my raised liver enzyme and lowered iron levels, which can be cause by about a million different things. Tomorrow, they're going to get more blood to make sure everything is okay, but it looks like there might be nothing wrong. The pain has mostly gone away, and, for the first time in four weeks, I've been hungry. So, yay?


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When you say rape and you're talking about your stomach, all I can think of is bellybuttonrape.
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