SO....

My weekend.  Well, it started, let's say, Thursday night. After work, I had a Cut-N-Color, and then I was supposed to hang out with Cedrik overnight, but that part unfortunately didn't happen.  I came home, hung around here on the computer and watching TV and stuff.  Nothing big.

Since most of my weekend would not be fun, I decided to take off Friday to have a good day.  I slept in a bit then headed out to Hagerstown.  I got gas, got my cards for the months of April and May, stopped by Ollies where I bought a few things, then went by work to get the two subs I had ordered (they're made by a ladies auxiliary to some local fire hall, and DAMN they're delicious! And they're probably the only thing that would get me to work on a day I took off!).  I then drove to mom's place and gave her one of the subs.  I usually order two, one to eat for lunch on Friday and then one to eat for lunch on Saturday.  But as I wasn't going to be there either day, I gave one to mom for her and Howard to eat.  Then I came home and chowed down on the other one!  And, as usual, it was delicious!

Friday afternoon and evening I just relaxed, binged some things on TV and putzed around on my computer.  I was an altogether enjoyable day. 

Saturday started my "Horribilis volutpat verstibulum".  I had a colonoscopy scheduled Monday morning.  I had one scheduled back in January, but after the prep and a day of fasting, I wasn't cleaned out enough so we rescheduled.   So this time, they gave me different prep and had me fast for TWO days.  And that was Saturday and Sunday (and hence why I took off Saturday from work).  So, over those to days, my intake was water and ice, ginger ale, some chicken broth, orange jello, a few lemon-lime jello cups and that was it.  Saturday was worse than Sunday, I guess after Saturday my body got used to not getting food and didn't demand it as much.   

I didn't do much of anything, all day: read my books, putzed around on my phone, watched TV, played around on the computer, and tried not to think about food.  

Sunday...well more of the same, although today I had a mug of tea and later coffee (with no creamer of course) in addition to all the other stuff.  THEN, at 530 I had to take an anti-nausea pill (always a positive thing), and an hour later, start on the new prep.  A 4 liter jug of the crap.  I had to drink 8 oz of it every 15 minutes.  I was supposed to take me 4 hours.  I think I got it all done in 4 hours and 15 minutes.  And after two hours, there was no sign of it working.  I was slightly worried until...well until it DID start working.  I think I was on the toilet twice before going to bed.  And yeah, it was working.  

Then, about 230 I woke up and had to go.  And then four more times that morning before mom picked me up for a trip to the hospital.  And then once AT the hospital.  But I didn't think it had cleared me out like it was supposed to.  Nurse Steve said as a diabetic, my stomach doesn't empty as well as it should and that could ahve something to do with why it wasn't emptying as well as the first colonoscopy I had four years ago.   And yeah, that could have been it.  So Nurse Steve had to give me two enemas.  Boy, that was fun.  Then the doctor looked at the results and said we could go.   So they hooked me up and wheeled me in.  

After talking a bit with the staff in there, waiting on the doc, the anesthesiologist said she was giving me the good stuff.  She pushed it into the IV and I laid there, thinking, oh, I'm still awake.  I'm not tired.  I wonder if she gave me enough.  I hope she-

-And then I'm waking up back in the prep room.  Another very nice nurse was asking how I was and offering me ginger ale and graham crackers.  And about 45 minutes had passed.   They said they hadn't found anything (unlike the two polyps they found 4 years ago) and once I was all put back together, mom brought me home.  

I was pretty much fine, except for some short term memory loss and a bit of dizziness, but still she insisted on making me toast and tea.   And after talking a bit, she saw I was fine and so she left.   She returned in the afternoon with some homemade chicken noodle soup, chicken salad and snickerdoodle cookies.  She is such a saint! 

I spent the rest of the day pretty much just recovering.  I watched a miniseries on Ben Franklin and then one on Leonardo da Vinci.   I do love documentaries.   And I did little else, which I suppose is exactly what I was supposed to be doing. 

Tuesday I had a dentist appointment, so I got up, got my coffee from Rutters (first coffee from there since Friday AND with creamer) had breakfast, read my book, showered and shaved and then went to the dentist for a cleaning.  Afterwards I headed off for the post office, to get a Passport photo taken.  And then to Wal-Mart for a stapler (since I cannot seem to locate the one I had here).  Afterwards, I called in a order for sweet and sour chicken to a Chinese place, ate it and then, since the stuff I had ordered from Amazon arrived, I put in the DVD for Salem's Lot, the 1979 tv miniseries and am now currently watching it.  (it's not much right now, but I assure back in the 80s when I caught it in reruns it was hella frightening!)

I suppose for the rest of today I'll continue to do nothing, to recover, and then go to bed a bit early cause it's back to work tomorrow, after a 5 day minivacation.

POLT