It went very well. Only small polyps, which were removed with no problems, and some fatty tumors he seemed unconcerned about. The procedure itself went smoothly. I don't think I was knocked out so much as very much relaxed so I slept. I seem to recall waking up at one point and watching things with a kind of distant interest on the video screen. Given that I wasn't wearing glasses, I'm not even sure what I saw.
After a couple of hours (I slept through most of it), they got me off the stretcher and onto a chair and handed me ginger ale and saltines (which I checked for kashrut.) The ginger ale was regular, but when they remembered I was diabetic, they gave me diet. And then I got dressed and Jonathan took me home by cab.
(And all the time I was chugging that drink down last night - 4 liters drunk a cup at a time at 15 minute intervals - I kept thinking about Harry forcefeeding Dumbledore that potion. It works EXTREMELY well.)
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The drink itself is like a slightly chalky lemonade - not entirely pleasant, but not horrible. It's that I had to consume 4 liters of it one cup at a time. So, yeah, by the second liter or so I was choking it down, and once I had to spit part out. |
