12/12-13/2010
So today is Sunday it is raining like mad and the wind is about 50 to 60 mph. Got the Pats Game, Family Guy Christmas Special, The Expendables Movie and a Magnesium Citrate Cocktail. It is a perfect storm for sure. 3 hours after finishing my cocktail it begins. For the love of the gods I swear I passed donuts from New Hampshire last summer AGAIN!!! Honestly anymore I will just pass the piece of liver my father needs and skip surgery all together. I really want to know who came up with this cleansing idea. The sounds alone coming from me are scary..I am only 5' tall!! I finally I know why the nickname "Thunderbox" is used in reference to a toilet. This really is funny shit, farts are funny too but this is frightening!!!!
Lynne has opted out of this adventure today, instead my good friend Eddie and the father of our 19yr old son Tommy has been employed to drive me to Lahey.
Arrival at 1145am no waiting they take me right in, and I put on some Johnny that my right boob just did not want to stay in, lucky I had a nursing student named Katie who kept covering my wild girl. So I am laying on the gurny waiting my turn and I have to listen to a man talking shit about how his neighbor dropped dead and left him a dog, and how she left 6k in her will for the dog. Then how he broke is leg and has 26yrs of sobriety. Really!?! buddy yes this is the Shit Show but come on now I do not want to hear everyone else's shit. Next I have to hear about how some lady did not cleanse the night before very well and created a shit storm in one of the rooms. I am laying here thinking o, trust me I am CLEANED out for sure, just get me outta here!! Finally I am the fortunate one I am told because I have my own doctor who is doing my Scoping so I don't have to answer all the questions everyone else does, but am encouraged to make sure I push out all the air after...that is the nice way of saying let it rip when this over! I am also asked by the nurse "Can you take out your belly ring?" I ask her Why?, not like it is gonna be in the way, last I knew there was no scope going in through the bellybutton, unless this is something new!?!. She looks at me funny and Kristen Robson my doctor arrives and says No, you don't have to. Kristen and I have a conversation, she explains some stuff, not like you really ever want full detail about this kind of procedure but none the less they tell you. I am told that she will be taking a biopsy of my lower intestine and some thing from my stomach to figure out what my auto immune disease is. So far I know I do not have Celiac disease, the one that makes you have to live a gluten free life, thank god I don't have that. I am Portuguese I need my bread!!! 2 hours and Fent-a-friend later I am on my way home and so excited to have a piece of chocolate cake!! Next appointment is for my Stress Test and than hopefully I have every single answer whatever does or does not ail me and a surgery date to become chopped liver!!
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