Whoa. I can’t remember when I had my earlier gastroscopy but they used Midazolam for my sedation. I also can’t remember what I felt like post-surgery back then. Right now, I can’t remember much period. That’s because they used something different: Propofol. Oh, holy shit.
When I first came to in recovery, what a blast, man! WHOO HOO! No more whoo hoo. After resting for a bit, getting hydrated, finishing off with some vitals and removing my IV, all of that…I got up to get dressed. It was then I figured something might be…a bit “off?”
J. came with me, as you’re supposed to have someone take you home. I’m at his place right now but another reason for that is, Gastro Man works out of a group of hospitals that are even further away from where J. lives. J. lives two hours away from me via public transit. Traveling on my own, regardless of my condition, would have been utterly ridiculous. Well, after the Propofol? If I had to go anywhere on my own, it would have been on my hands and knees. Yes, I definitely brought my cane!
It appears I may have suffered some side effects? Yes, I am still feeling completely zoned, but some of the less common ones are nausea and agitation. Yay. Also, the anesthetist was particularly interested in my epilepsy and seizure patterns–definitely my most recent events. There’s a bit of a contraindication. So far I haven’t seized! *rolls eyes* Don’t feel Gastro Man is in any way incompetent. No, he is excellent, as is the rest of my team.
We had a good chat about my six minute procedure (it’s amazing what being under a general anesthetic will do to warp your world.) He said no cancer, no ulcerations. Just a whole whack of biopsies and our continual focus on malabsorption issues (or hell, anything else?) I also reminded him to get in touch with Sweetie GP. He said he’d email her to keep her in the loop. He also told me to call his office in a couple of days to make an appt. to review the biopsies, as they’ll come back fairly soon. We need to review my blood work, as well.
I won’t be able to make it home tonight. I kind of wish I could. Some friends of J.’s came to pick us up and they are staying for dinner (that I cannot eat right now!) I also cannot socialize right now. This couple are lovely, though. They know I am completely bananas, totally mental. I’ve popped a Valium and am sitting here being barely social on the couch right in the middle of things! Lord.
*sighs*
Surprised I could even put this post together but it’s allowing me to continue to be anti-social and also…keeping my brain…sort of…working…?
Whoa. I can’t remember when I had my earlier gastroscopy but they used Midazolam for my sedation. I also can’t remember what I felt like post-surgery back then. Right now, I can’t remember much period. That’s because they used something different: Propofol. Oh, holy shit.
When I first came to in recovery, what a blast, man! WHOO HOO! No more whoo hoo. After resting for a bit, getting hydrated, finishing off with some vitals and removing my IV, all of that…I got up to get dressed. It was then I figured something might be…a bit “off?”
J. came with me, as you’re supposed to have someone take you home. I’m at his place right now but another reason for that is, Gastro Man works out of a group of hospitals that are even further away from where J. lives. J. lives two hours away from me via public transit. Traveling on my own, regardless of my condition, would have been utterly ridiculous. Well, after the Propofol? If I had to go anywhere on my own, it would have been on my hands and knees. Yes, I definitely brought my cane!
It appears I may have suffered some side effects? Yes, I am still feeling completely zoned, but some of the less common ones are nausea and agitation. Yay. Also, the anesthetist was particularly interested in my epilepsy and seizure patterns–definitely my most recent events. There’s a bit of a contraindication. So far I haven’t seized! *rolls eyes* Don’t feel Gastro Man is in any way incompetent. No, he is excellent, as is the rest of my team.
We had a good chat about my six minute procedure (it’s amazing what being under a general anesthetic will do to warp your world.) He said no cancer, no ulcerations. Just a whole whack of biopsies and our continual focus on malabsorption issues (or hell, anything else?) I also reminded him to get in touch with Sweetie GP. He said he’d email her to keep her in the loop. He also told me to call his office in a couple of days to make an appt. to review the biopsies, as they’ll come back fairly soon. We need to review my blood work, as well.
I won’t be able to make it home tonight. I kind of wish I could. Some friends of J.’s came to pick us up and they are staying for dinner (that I cannot eat right now!) I also cannot socialize right now. This couple are lovely, though. They know I am completely bananas, totally mental. I’ve popped a Valium and am sitting here being barely social on the couch right in the middle of things! Lord.
*sighs*
Surprised I could even put this post together but it’s allowing me to continue to be anti-social and also…keeping my brain…sort of…working…?