Well, I had the cystoscopy today which showed nothing out of the ordinary which is good and not good. Good because that part of my body is fine. Not good because what the hell is going on?
Anyway, as always I was doing a blog post in my head the entire time. I arrived at 12:40 and then this is how is went.
First I put on the damn gown and was told my surgery was at 2:00. Just over an hour wait, not too bad. Ha! I sat and waited and waited and waited. There was nasty old lady also waiting and reading a book. Friendly Birdie says, "Oh, I loved that book! It is a great series". She curtly replied, "Yeah" and then went back to her book. It was then I decided to not like her because we are both sitting in hospital gowns and it pretty much levels the playing field. The least she could have done was smile. But no. And I also did not like her because her gown was nicer than mine. It was pretty for a hospital gown. It looked like something you would see while SCUBA diving in the Caribbean. And she didn't move at all. I was totally uncomfortable and kept having to rearrange my body every six seconds. Ms. "Better Than Me" woman uncrossed her legs and crossed them again only once. Who does that while sitting for two and a half hours? Sickies that's who. I think she was disgusted with me.
Then there was this sound. I think it was the sound of someone's brain being sawed open but I am not sure. It freaked me out but only just a little because it wasn't my brain. 3:30 finally rolls around and by this time I have had nothing to eat or drink for 18 hours. A nurse walked by and I shouted that I was going to get Beriberi or Rickets if I didn't eat soon. OK, I didn't do that but I thought it. No, that is a lie too but I was getting really hungry. It brought some satisfaction that only fat people can get with the knowledge of surviving a partial Ice Age without eating.
I have to say that all the staff were just so wonderful, some even downright entertaining and funny. One nurse accidentally lost me because she was not informed that they moved me to a different O.R. We had a good laugh about that because when they moved me I was wondering if they had told her.
Anyway, procedure done and woke up all relaxed and without a care in the world. I had to pee but I really didn't give a shit. The lovely nurses gave me not one but two warm blankets and I went back to sleep.
After my allotted time I was send home and my was so hungry. My husband made me roast and potatoes with gravy. I ate two helpings
So here I am. Groggy and sleepy but not any worse for wear. And I did not steal a hospital gown this time!
Well, I'm glad you survived. And with your sense of humor intact!
ReplyDeleteWhat a shame that you didn't steal the snooty woman's gown. That would have changed her superior attitude...
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad the procedure went smoothly and you are fine!! I'm glad too that you resisted the urge to steal the gown lol!
ReplyDeleteGlad that episode is over. Don't those warm blankies feel wonderful??? It's worth it, well, almost worth enduring the procedure! I think you should have stolen a gown... they make great cleaning rags.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad your procedure went well!
ReplyDeleteAnd the after surgery meal sounds wonderful... nice husband!
I hate those stupid gowns... but I hate it even more when they have you change 13 hours before the witching hour so you're left sitting in said gown.
They don't make them in my size so all my glory is usually hanging out for public display... bleh.
Glad everything went well.
ReplyDeletePleased to hear that your Hubby looked after you when you got home. Hopefully they can find out what is up with your pipes very soon. x
ReplyDeleteI'm glad it all went well. As a taxpayer, I thank you for not stealing a gown this time.
ReplyDeleteGlad it went well and you got a nice nap under some warm blankets! :)
ReplyDeleteMaybe the snooty woman was scared shitless. You just never know. In that sort of high stress environment, some people clam up, some get chatty, some cry. I do all of those things. LOL!
ReplyDeleteMaybe the horrid woman was really ill and she was scared bits would fall off if she moved too much. (I have a warped mind, don't I?)
ReplyDeleteGlad they found nothing serious - though it does sort of put you back to square one on the diagnosis front.
I'm glad nothing was found. Sherri, next time ask for a second gown. Put it on backward's and it will act as a robe to hide your posterior.
ReplyDeleteIt's wonderful that everything went well. And even in that situation, you manage to find some humour!
ReplyDeleteThought I'd pay you a visit too:).. glad I did
ReplyDeleteI'm pleased it went well.. roast potatoes are yummy.. and aren't those pesky gowns backless.. and a little chilly?
What a story! Medical stuff just isn't easy. I hope you will be OK.
ReplyDeleteI remember being in the hospital last summer waiting for a procedure to be done and thinking, "This room looks exactly like Julia Child's test kitchen!" And we had quite a discussion about that.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad they didn't find anything.
ReplyDeleteI guess the other lady was pretty stressed herself. Maybe that's why she's too preoccupied with the book.
Then there was this sound. I think it was the sound of someone's brain being sawed open but I am not sure. It freaked me out but only just a little because it wasn't my brain.....
ReplyDeleteBwahaha!! You crack me up.
Glad you're home.
I'm glad that everything went well!! Poop on that lady who thinks she is better!!!
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