Well I had a very relaxing weekend until Monday afternoon. I was schudeled for an colonoscopy at 7:00 A.M. today. So of course you have to drink a gallon jug of malakoff cocktails starting at 3:00 in the afternoon. Ok so I put my mind to it and started off. Every 10 to 15 minutes I drink an eight ounce glass of the putrude crap. I read while I was waiting for the explosion. HERE IT COMES one hour later. I grab my book and head for the throne. Here I set reading and there she blows. So I started taking a glass of cocktail to the throne with and drink and read. Well I got a half gallon of the crap down and the rest just wouldn't go past my lips . So I took the little pills she gave me a half hour after the last cocktail. Well I got to sleep at 3:00 A. M. I was awake at 4:15. At 6:15 we headed out to the Ganda 9 th floor. The procedure was started at 8:03 a.m. I was awake through the whole thing. From the start of the trip where they stuck the scope where the sun don't shine. I was put in the recovery room and the nurse said let em rip. The only thing was there was a young guy right across the room from me. I would think they could at least put the men at one end and the women at the other. Who plans these adventures anyway???? I was done and ota there by 10:00. Now I can eat breakfast in the a.m. and then can't eat again til after my ultrasound which is at 2:30 tomorrow after noon.
How do you like them apples?
Later Gator
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3 comments:
lol, wow Gran, thank you for that detailed description, it made me laugh :)
Thanks for the hysterical Blog mom. You're such a trooper :)
sounds not so fun. kinda sick. poor gran. hope your butt's ok.
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