I’ve been wanting to write in my LiveJournal this week, but haven’t much had a chance, unfortunately. Lame excuse, eh? Ah well…

Since Tuesday, work has pretty much kept me occupied. I’ve had one project that has pretty much been eating all my time and really wearing me out (and leaving little time for LJ entries from work).

So anyway, Wednesday and Thursday were a wash – work, gym, home, eat sleep, repeat. Pretty boring.

Friday, well…Friday I had the day off because I had an appointment for an esophageal endoscopy. For those coming in late, this is because I was diagnosed with gastro-esophageal reflux disease (GERD) and the doctor wanted to check to see if there was any damage to my throat from the acid reflux. takaza took me in to the doctor’s office and waited patiently in the waiting room to take me home. After taking my temperature (normal) and blood pressure (elevated – I can’t imagine why), the nurse took me back to a large room with 16 different cubbies arrayed around a central nurses station. In every cubby was a bed and each was surrounded by a curtain. Just about every cubby was occupied. Geeze – seems like they had a real assembly line set up there.

I was deposited in one of the cubbies and told to change into the standard-issue modesty-free hospital gown. After I was changed, the nurse tucked me into the bed (it was chilly there!) and installed an IV catheter in my arm. Next, they wheeled me into the darkened procedure room where I met my gastroenterologist. She injected something into my IV and as the ceiling started melting, I commented that that must have been the Demerol. That was pretty much the last thing I remember.

I woke up (i’m told) shortly thereafter to find myself back in my little cubby and Takaza walking back to be with me as I woke up. That made me feel much, much better. (Side note: this whole thing reminded me that we really need to get a lawyer and sign all of the powers of attorney and legal papers so that each of us can be present for medical procedures and make decisions as necessary). I was predictably woozy. The doctor explained to Takaza that from what she saw everything was just fine and there were no problems. I entertained Takaza for the next 45 minutes by asking what the doctor had said, then forgetting and asking again. Finally, I was mostly over the Demerol and they let me go home. I took a nice nap and felt fine after that – not even a sore throat. I even felt good enough to join some friends for dinner that night a local steakhouse.

Saturday was a fun, low-key day. Some early-morning hiking with friends, followed by some yummy pizza at Homegrown Pizza just down the road from us, then some fun games back at our place, then dinner at a local Mexican joint. Good food, good company – it was fun way to spend the day.

Today…well, not much on the table for today. Leftovers from yesterday for lunch, then I have to mow the lawn while Takaza does laundry. Mmm…domestication. What fun.