Monday, February 25, 2019

Procedure Day

Procedure day came. I was to not eat anything after 11 pm the night before and nothing but clear liquids from then until 2 hours before I was supposed to check in. I chugged water all morning for 2 reasons: I was hungry. Every time I had a drink of water, I was able to trick my brain for a few minutes. I also knew I was going to be getting an IV, and I wanted to be plenty hydrated.

Steven came to the hospital with me. So did my minky blanket. I was grateful for both. I checked in and headed up the elevator to the GI department. I remember feeling extra tired. I think mostly because of the no food thing. While the nurse was checking me in, I could hear other nurses at the nurses station talking about food. It made me hungry. My nurse went out and told them they were making her patient hungry, but they didn't stop. (that may not really be important, but it's one of the things I remember from the visit that really was very short.)

The procedure was quick. They wheeled me in, turned me onto my side, gave me oxygen, put a bite guard in my mouth and then the nurse said she was going to put the medication in my IV.  I literally don't remember anything after that. I was suddenly back in the room where Steven was waiting. (I found out later it was about 15 minutes.) I felt groggy, thirsty, and there was a TERRIBLE taste in my mouth. I asked for water, but that didn't make the taste go away, so I asked for cranberry juice. They also brought me some graham crackers. They were delicious, and it made the taste go away.

The doctor came to talk to Steven while I as still kind of waking up. He said that from what he saw, I most likely have Celiac Disease, but they'd do a biopsy of the samples taken to confirm. I'd have those results in 5-7 days. I asked when I had to start gluten free, and he said I could now, or wait till I got an official diagnosis.

The rest of the day, was just... groggy. We stopped at Port of Subs on the way home because I had heard a radio ad for them earlier in the day and I couldn't get it out of my mind. That was a very yummy sandwich. After that we went home, I fed the baby, and I took a 2 hour nap.

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