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Can You Feel A Little Love?
Just Like Every Day
Holes In The Head
He Said She Said
Your My Best Friend


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MISCELLANEOUS
Webcam

Two Down, One To Go

The flexible sigmoidoscopy went extremely well. I begged for extra good drugs and obviously they obliged. One minute I was laying on the table hooked up to IV and blood pressure cuff and little probes on my chest and being asked to turn over to my left side while watching a tv screen that was showing the top of the tray where the big bad flash light scope was turned on and taking pictures of the table top. They gave me some meds through my IV and the next thing I knew I woke up and Terry was beside me and I was in a different room. I kept thinking it hadn't all happened yet. It seemed impossible to me. I vaguely remember Dr. W coming in to tell me everything was great and then I got dressed and left. The whole ordeal is still fuzzy. I just cannot believe I actually got to sleep through it. That was probably the easiest trip to the hospital I have ever had. I have spent the rest of the day groggy and napping but I am not in pain. I am just so thankful that I was knocked out and spared the trauma for once.

Posted by gwendolyn on February 27, 2003 at 04:07 PM