Another interesting day!
The research manager went off to a bridge seminar and left me to fend for myself. Because of my procedure, I could only drink fluids. ergo, more Matzo Ball Soup.
I did a lot of cleanup and left just before 10 with my "driver", but threw her a curve by taking her to the bridge club to deliver the calendars for August. I told the driver to come in to the club to meet the research manager. Now all the tennis players will be jealous of the driver!
We got to the Endoscopy Center just on time and I was on my own.
The last time I was there, I got the good news about the tumor in my colon. I wondered what would happen this time.
It turns out that I was almost killed by nurse Eileen. She allegedly accidently dropped a plug of some kind on my forehead. Just think. If it had been heavier and sharper, I might be dead tonight.
They test old guys like me. I was told that the anesthesiologist would come to see me. After some time, a nurse asked if the anesthesiologist had been to see me. No, I said. Two minutes later, a second nurse came in a repeated the question. I think they were just checking to see if I wasn't confused.
In any event, after a brief sleep, I sort of woke up to find out that I have paradoxical diarrhea. This means that I am so badly constipated that only liquid can come out. The solution? Miralax and two prescriptions, one of which is $600! I'll find out if that works in a week. Otherwise, it may be surgery,
We came home and I rested, then ate.
Do you know who saw the first UFO? Ezekiel, who saw a wheel way up in the middle of the sky.
Apparently his bread is true to his vision. I toasted my first piece of Ezekiel bread as part of dinner and it flew out of the toaster, way up in the middle of the sky and off the counter. Great bread though!
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