Done,
done and done! For some reason, some people dont like to talk about
Colonoscopies. why?
'IT' was
yesterday and it went 'fine.' Except, they moved venues the day
prior. i got a phone call from the doctors office that the clinic they
originally scheduled me in did not take my insurance, so they moved it to
another outpatient clinic. *note: this is on the DAY that i'm doing
"the prep" and drinking a gallon of lemon-yellow goo. (goo
drinking says, "drink from 4p-8p") That same day as the phone
calls, someone knocked on my
boat. my neighbor next door, Gary and Barbara on a big beautiful KadeyKrogen yacht... "Skip I'm
making meatballs tonight and want you to join us?" I say oh YES please,
then remember it's chicken broth only today. Double Damn! So,
at 5:30 I go over and smell the meatballs to visit for a few minutes.
(till the prep sends me running home) They have also invited the
neighbors across the dock, Breck and Pat who also have a massive luxurious
yacht. (I'm the poor step child. The one who can't eat, or cocktail.) Barbara
was so sweet, she made me a cup of Chicken broth. so NO food that 'prep'
day or the day of the procedure. I dropped some pounds and WAS mean as a
bear! The procedure was scheduled for 2pm yesterday.
neighbors
So, jump
back to the day prior, Monday the prep day. i spent hours on the phone
with the old clinic, the new clinic, the doctors office, my insurance
company.... Now just for fun, the doctors office phone system was
on the blink that day. It started with me sitting on hold for over 30
minutes with their computer voice phone. I guess you could say it really
started twelve years ago... when at age 50 my doctor went on vacation the week
when my first Colonoscopy was scheduled. I did all the prep and showed up
at the clinic per my appt. I was THEN informed - from the little sliding
glass window in the big clinic lobby - "your doctor
is on vacation and the procedure is cancelled." THAT
caused me to be worried, curious, leery about this procedure this time.
[it made me furious then, at age 50] At age 50 they rescheduled and i had
to 'prep' again and go through all the rest a few weeks later. Thus my
fear of 'what can go wrong' and the phone calls to confirm all round.
Cut to the
scene at the clinic yesterday. 1:45pm and i've checked in at the
reception desk for my 2pm procedure. She checks her system and informs
me, "we
dont have you on the schedule." [oh horrors, not again?]
The clinic lady, Maria, tries to call the doctors office - you guessed it - the
phones put her on hold... Fortunately i have a cell phone number for the
receptionist at the Gastroenterologist office and we work it out. They
fax in the doctors orders and they put me on the books - yippee! they put
me at the end of the list, 5pm. (hungry as a bear) Sunday night i
ate a salad. Monday i had 3 cups of chicken broth. It's now Tuesday
and i've not eaten or drank anything. (Growl) Fortunately all the
clinic staff were great, the doctor
showed up and it all went smooth. At 4:45pm they wheeled me into
the operating room and I awoke at 5:15p in recovery. To celebrate my
great good fortune I went out to eat at 6pm.
There is no moral to the story. Sometimes Colonoscopies are
just a pain in the butt!
I hope you all have a Very Merry Christmas!
Unfortunately, with my medical bills, all i can afford to give you
is this story.
love you all. xoxxoxo Skip
my weight:
204 lbs. / my BMI is 24.8 normal
