VERSED AND DEMEROL.. NO PAIN NO MEMORY NICE.. :-)

I had the endoscope yesterday...
NOTHING MAJOR yay..
a hernia and IBS.. but man .. that versed.. I can deal with that.. lol..
Here are things NOT to do when You are still under the influence of above mentioned drug... but first here is what happened when I was there..
I changed into a huge comfy gown * yes you read that right and had a terry cloth bathrobe as well.. I told you guys we belong to a club that has doctor facilities in it.. turns out the gastroenderologist works out of St. Vincents 119 once a week.. so when the time comes for my colonoscopy thats where I am going.. so is my husband since he uses the same gastro doctor.. it was a not pleasant situation made pleasant by kind nurses, staff and the drugs... I am also going to find a GYN I like out here and I can also get my mammagram done there too.. this place is 15 minutes from house.. and 5 minutes from my office.. I wish my regular doctor worked out of there too.. but alas he does not..So anyhow.. here is the rest of the story...
Only issue in right arm the vein blew so that had to go to the left arm.. so both arms are bruised.. and one arm is scorched.. ( explained below)
NOT TO DO LIST
Don't call friends and then call them 5 minutes later asking if you called them.. and then calling them again 4 hours later asking the same thing..
Don't think you can bake banana bread late in the day because you feel better...
A) you forget you have bannana bread in the oven..
B) Hot pans are dangerous... Scorch on left arm taught me that..
All th0ugh the banana bread did turn out good...
So .. now here is the deal.... I gotta continue working on getting healthy.. the less weight I carry around my chest and belly.. the less affect the hernia will have...
It was a sad day for our community too yesterday.... over 1,000 people attended a funeral for a young 14 year old boy. who fought cancer with more tenacity, braveness and strength than I have ever heard.. I did not know him well.. I had seen him grow over the years.. I grew up with his Dad.. No parent should have to bury a child.. I have thought about this all through the fog that was my brain yesterday... and the only conclusion I can make.. the only thing I can find that satisfies me is that this young man no longer suffers... he is with a beloved uncle, his great grandmother and his grandmother now.. and he is running and jumping and free of pain... His funeral was indeed his funeral .. he planned it..
Prior to his death.. he asked his mother to leave the room.. so he could ask his father ( who is a doctor) what it was like to die.. what it will feel like as he goes.. what will happen to him.. I can not begin to imagine how this father. explained to his oldest son..what would happen.. I can not imagine what words he found to help his son transistion.. there are no words.. I could not go to the funeral because of the endoscopy... but a friend told me about it.. I thought about my rabbi who just days earlier had married my cousins ( I SAY COUSINS BECAUSE they both are my cousins from opposite sides of my family.. the groom is my cousin on my grandfathers side. (DADS father ) and the bride is my cousin on Grandmothers side ( DADS mother) at the beach.. and now here he was helping bury a child.. a child that had suffered for 6 years.. BUT never once wanted to be thought of as that kid with cancer.. never went to camp smile a mile.. ( a camp for kids with cancer) never once took a wish from the make a wish foundation.. he believed there were kids sicker than him who needed those things more than he did.. all he wanted was to be normal.. I thought about a lot of things over the past 24 hours.. I thought about my blessings... my sorrows.. my weaknesses and my strengths.. I thought about all the blessings of friendships I have both near.. and over the internet.. and far away... it was a day of rest and contemplation...
and thankfulness that my issues can be controlled..
it was a day of thankfulness and sorrow...
Wishing you all a great weekend
Wish me well
Wish you well too..