Weekend Update with Jimmy Fallon and Tina Fey
Yes, it is 6:48 in the am on a Saturday. "Why the fuck are you awake??", one might ask me. My answer? i have no f'ing idea. I woke up at like 6:00 this morning and was just awake. I was apparently done sleeping. Exercise does very very weird things to you. I am going to the California State Fair today with my friend Sunny. I am excited. We are going to play games and win prizes and milk cows (maybe) and eat foods on a stick. It should prove to be quite the insight into the rest of the this here country we live in. I will be bringing my camera - don't y'all worry.
Yesterday I went in for some more testing for my surgery. I went down to the whole doctor row place and all of my appointments actually happened. It was truly incredible. My Persantine Thallium Scan was actually pretty unpleasant. They injected me with this radioactive isotope through an IV in my hand. The IV wasn't so bad (my first one ever!!) but the shit they put through it totally sucked. It made me nauseous and gave me this awful headache. It totally immobilized me, basically. I couldn't really talk, I just felt sick. They ended up bringing me out of it early, thank god. It was really one of the worst things I have ever felt. i think I just have a fear of nausea since the projectile vomiting incident of '04. (Kudos to buddy for her fearless caregiving through that episode, btw.) So yeah, that was the first half of that test. It took about 20 minutes in all but it sucked. I also felt lame cuz i am usually such a good patient - pain doesn't bother me, I can otulast anything cuz I know it will eventually be over and it is for my own good. This one, however.... ugh. It was awful.
After I fnished that part of the scan (I would have to come back to get scanned in a few hours) I went over to the gastroenterologist's office. On the way I stopped for coffee (I wasn't allowed caffeine before that other test) and I had a lovely morning quesadilla - weird breakfast but I was dealing iwth food court options. I went and sat at my gastroenterologist's office for 20 minutes, chatted with Les, and then proceeded to sit in a room for 20 more minutes. Then a doctor came in and chatted for 5 minutes and left again for almost 30. (Thank the stars for my iPod. I would have been miserable.) The big-cheese doctor came in then and talked to me for about 45 seconds and then told me to go make my endoscopy appointment. Great. That is what i waited for? Crapola. I was told they are going to knock me out for my endoscopy so i will need someone to drive me home that day. I will have to figure that one out somehow. Anyway, I have my appointment, it is for September 15 at 11am. Now all i need scheduled is my dietician appointment and I am all covered!!!! Now if I can just keep this weight coming off, and maybe a little bit faster, please?!?!??
After that, I went back over to nuclear medicine to get my scans done. They made me lay on this curved (very narrow) bench for like 15 minutes while this machine rotated around me taking pictures of my heart and other innards. The guy working there was kind of a dick. Whatever - I am done with him. Hopefully i will never have to do a test like that again. (I had to get that scan done instead of a regular treadmill stress test because I can't "exercise", which to them means run. After going through all of this stuff and this urgery, I never intend to not be able to "exercise" again.)
All in all, a couple of successful days, i suppose. My boss comes back to work on Monday - lame. She didn't even call me or anything pretty much the entire week. It was so peaceful. Monday i will have to get back to doing actual work again, I guess.
Weight/exercise update: I have walked every day except this past thursday - i went out with my friend jared (I heart jared) and got home way late. i did get up and walk Friday am for a bit to at least try to compensate a little bit. Last night i was pretty hardcore and walked for over an hour - 2.5 miles, 320 calories. It felt really, really good. According to my scale, I am down another pound but according to the scale at the Gastroenterologist's office, i am only down a pound from where I started at the surgeon's office. I hate having to weigh on all these different scales!!!! Oh well, on the 31st, I have to go back to the med complex to get my ultrasounds done. I will jet on up to the surgeon's office and weigh myself there, then. Good plan.
Yesterday I went in for some more testing for my surgery. I went down to the whole doctor row place and all of my appointments actually happened. It was truly incredible. My Persantine Thallium Scan was actually pretty unpleasant. They injected me with this radioactive isotope through an IV in my hand. The IV wasn't so bad (my first one ever!!) but the shit they put through it totally sucked. It made me nauseous and gave me this awful headache. It totally immobilized me, basically. I couldn't really talk, I just felt sick. They ended up bringing me out of it early, thank god. It was really one of the worst things I have ever felt. i think I just have a fear of nausea since the projectile vomiting incident of '04. (Kudos to buddy for her fearless caregiving through that episode, btw.) So yeah, that was the first half of that test. It took about 20 minutes in all but it sucked. I also felt lame cuz i am usually such a good patient - pain doesn't bother me, I can otulast anything cuz I know it will eventually be over and it is for my own good. This one, however.... ugh. It was awful.
After I fnished that part of the scan (I would have to come back to get scanned in a few hours) I went over to the gastroenterologist's office. On the way I stopped for coffee (I wasn't allowed caffeine before that other test) and I had a lovely morning quesadilla - weird breakfast but I was dealing iwth food court options. I went and sat at my gastroenterologist's office for 20 minutes, chatted with Les, and then proceeded to sit in a room for 20 more minutes. Then a doctor came in and chatted for 5 minutes and left again for almost 30. (Thank the stars for my iPod. I would have been miserable.) The big-cheese doctor came in then and talked to me for about 45 seconds and then told me to go make my endoscopy appointment. Great. That is what i waited for? Crapola. I was told they are going to knock me out for my endoscopy so i will need someone to drive me home that day. I will have to figure that one out somehow. Anyway, I have my appointment, it is for September 15 at 11am. Now all i need scheduled is my dietician appointment and I am all covered!!!! Now if I can just keep this weight coming off, and maybe a little bit faster, please?!?!??
After that, I went back over to nuclear medicine to get my scans done. They made me lay on this curved (very narrow) bench for like 15 minutes while this machine rotated around me taking pictures of my heart and other innards. The guy working there was kind of a dick. Whatever - I am done with him. Hopefully i will never have to do a test like that again. (I had to get that scan done instead of a regular treadmill stress test because I can't "exercise", which to them means run. After going through all of this stuff and this urgery, I never intend to not be able to "exercise" again.)
All in all, a couple of successful days, i suppose. My boss comes back to work on Monday - lame. She didn't even call me or anything pretty much the entire week. It was so peaceful. Monday i will have to get back to doing actual work again, I guess.
Weight/exercise update: I have walked every day except this past thursday - i went out with my friend jared (I heart jared) and got home way late. i did get up and walk Friday am for a bit to at least try to compensate a little bit. Last night i was pretty hardcore and walked for over an hour - 2.5 miles, 320 calories. It felt really, really good. According to my scale, I am down another pound but according to the scale at the Gastroenterologist's office, i am only down a pound from where I started at the surgeon's office. I hate having to weigh on all these different scales!!!! Oh well, on the 31st, I have to go back to the med complex to get my ultrasounds done. I will jet on up to the surgeon's office and weigh myself there, then. Good plan.
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