My endoscopy went well. If was different from last time. I'll give a brief summary (this isn't brief) :3

Once I was registered and arrived in my room, I got in my gown and waitin to get my IV's put in. There was an old woman patient on the other side of the curtain, and she would not stop farting. No. I'm talking ERUPTIONS. My mom and I were trying to conceal our laughs. What made it funnier is the woman would comment about each time to her friend. Such as, "Ahh, much better." and "Might as well have shame then hold it and have pain!" It was some kind of comedy skit!

After all of that, I was wheeled down the recovery area I guess, so I could wait my turn to get my procedure done. Everyone was really nice, just like last time. And everyone kept complimenting my shitty nails. Then came the "laughing medicine" to calm me down >:) Oh, it is lovely. Muchhhh different than last time. It was more intense this time. The walking away after administrating it, and I laughed so hard at him. Then my arm went cold and everything got heavy and I felt drunk. At that point, I did not care what would happen.

So I go back to the operating room. The anesthesiologist made me roll on my side and he put a pillow behind my back and put oxygen on me. My awesome doctor came over and I think she put her hand on my shoulder, then put this plastic thing in my mouth to keep it open, and I was out. I didn't even know he put the sleeping drugs in yet.

So I slur away being brought back in my room. Apparently I was looking at my nurse cross-eyed, then I started laughing again. I rested for a while and my doctor came back in with results. Basically my esophagus is really inflamed, my hernia is still there and I may possibly get it fixed in a few weeks, I was dilated a little, and there was a lot of bile in my stomach. o.O Boomer. Also, my "insides are as pretty as I am on the outside."


So right now I'm just sitting her. I took a nap and woke up and my throat to my stomach hurts :\ It's not comfortable. It's a hard thing to describe. My chest hurts, but it's not my chest. It's really achy. And my friend and I are suppose to go to IHOP this morning, I hope I can do it. I think I may get a kid's dish, because they have smaller portions which are perfect for me... or I may get a crepe. Who knowwwws.