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Monday, August 07, 2006
Testing...
Esophageal Videography
Endoscopy
I hate that these words have so much meaning to me.
It's been 5 years since I've had to face either of those words. I hate them both. When I first got back to the states, my doctors scheduled me to have each of them on a near monthly basis for the first 6 months. We then went to a bi-monthly schedule. I should have been having them annually after that, but without insurance or employment, that became a luxury item...like toilet paper.
Based on meeting with my doctor this past week, he immediately scheduled these two tests. Now my old doctors grew to understand me. I don't like being kept out of the loop, and I'm a demanding patient. I read up on the articles and know about the different tests and procedures. When I get a new doctor, they usually don't like me. This doctor is still learning.
My first test, the Endoscopy: I arrived to the testing site to have an anesthesiologist begin prepping my arm for the sedation. She hooked me up to the monitors and inserted the IV. I then rolled on my side, and was asleep for the next 10 minutes. I was up and ready to move within minutes, and in fact, moved myself to the waiting room without the nurse...so that she was a bit pissed she couldn't find me.
Based on the results of the first test, the doctor immediately scheduled , scheduled two more, to be on the same day as the videography.
MRI and CT Scan.
These tests are like old friends. The kind of friends who've come to visit and just never leave. You love them...but are ready to not see them ever again.
So, I've had all four tests. I'm still cancer free. But there are some issues that have been found that are more serious, issues I don't plan on telling here just yet. It does mean that I have to go for ANOTHER TEST (why the hell doesn't modern medicine get smart and do all tests the same day?). This one will involve having a tube placed through my nose and down my throat. I dread this test, as it makes you gag quite often.
Therefore, I need to work on my gag reflex as much as possible before going for this particular test. Anybody interested?
Patrick - 11:40 AM
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