Yeah, I WISH my only problem was a playful poltergeist and Bill Murray could step in with his comedic antics.
Christmas was AWSOME, I do have to say, despite the fact that I couldn't keep anything down. We're not sure if it's because of everything going on or if I just had a touch of the flu. My mom and I are going with the "nerve factor" because of the upcoming roto-rooter test.
Here's how it went down today: Checked in, they asked the usual questions, started the I.V. (This chick was GOOD ~ I barely felt it, don't even have a bruise, and the mark is TINY!) They let my mom come back and we sat waiting for them to take me back to the rectal snake doc. I was wigging, but I'm tellin' you guys, the night before was the WORST compared to this. I got about 1/2 hour's sleep at a time from the time I drank the doses of colon-blow until I checked in. The procedure itself was nothing, until I heard...
"Lady K, I want to also give you a barium enima to get some more pics."
WHA WHA WHAT??????
Twice in a MONTH? You've GOT to be fucking KIDDING ME, right?
They wheeled me back, I got on the table, then the ASSHAT BLOWFUCK doc in charge comes in and tells me he thinks it may be a good idea to RESCHEDULE because I'm still groggy from the snakeotomy? I said, "I don't THINK so. NO, you WILL do this TODAY. I didn't just go through the depths of HELL cleaning my colon last night for NOTHING, and will NOT be doing this again. If you have a problem with this, PAGE MY SURGEON and let's see what HE says. HOP TO IT." So he did. And they did. I cried my fool head off. I felt like a complete baby, but it HURT because of the pressure and the fact that they kept rolling me from side to side and making me hold my breath and making me pinch up my ass to hold that liquid in, all the while with what felt like a tree branch up my ass. The fact that it was also coming through my womanhole didn't help my dignity, either. Thank GOD the nurse was understanding. That doc/technician had the worst bedside manner I've EVER encountered in my LIFE. What a douche. So sorry you had to miss your golf date, sourpuss! MAN he was a dick. I can see detaching yourself when you're in the medical profession, but what the fuck happened to compassion? Fuckwad.
Apparently he treats his staff like shit, too, from what I heard...
Anyway, I came out with flying colors, and even got color pics from the snakeotomy. I won't share. Well, I can't anyway because they're not on a disk. ha ha.
I've got a follow-up on the 7th to go over results and schedule (ugh) yep, another surgery. Not looking like it can be done through laparascopy, so Lady K gets the knife yet again. Another 4-6 weeks off. I like vacation and all, but come ON.
Back to Christmas. I did say it was great, right? Spending time with the fam was really fun, and Santa DID in fact bring me a sweet digital camera. I'm still learning how to use it, and even got the software and USB cable to download pics. I'm gonna do that right now, then get some sleep. I'm exhausted, and Ms. Muffet amazingly enough has Strep Throat, so I have to go in to work early. If I get sick and have to postpone surgery, I swear I'm going to brain the bitch. We pretty much all think it's in her head, and I have NO idea why she is still employed there. At least I bring in legit medical documentation. They don't even ASK her for hers. I'll ask the same question you guys are probably asking: Who the fuck is she BLOWING over there?
Hope you all have a great weekend and if I don't get a chance to post before then, a HAPPY HEALTHY, PROSPEROUS New Year!!!