Good news, everyone

[dreamer_easy]

Had a great old chat with the gastroenterologist. The last time I saw him, ten years ago, I was a trembling little creature who panicked at the thought of needles or operations. This time we were both "Bring on the -oscopies!" He wants to have a good rummage around in my innertubes and see if he can find out what's broken: I'm having what the professionals apparently refer to as a "top and tail" on the 25th inst. Holy flaming cow!

"Let's get you sorted out, Kate," he said. Blimey. I've been on Questran for more than half my life. I've never been told exactly what's wrong with me. The doc says this is because so many conditions are subtle and complicated and so difficult to diagnose. I reckon it's also because I've been running away from anything to do with medical procedures for decades. It's only in recent years that I've even started reading online about it, and you know what a research junky I am.

Frankly, I'm petrified. It's not the despair, it's the hope!

(Gods, I'm getting tough in my extreme old age. Got option-clicked at by a couple of superior white anti-racists today, and was merely annoyed, instead of being reduced to terrified snivelling. Hell of a change from two years ago. Tho I am now curious about opportunities to discuss racism with POC IRL.)

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[fizzixrat.livejournal.com]

I had mine done in a gastro clinic in spring 2008 and it didn't reveal anything really out of the ordinary. (My gut is weird, but not unhealthily so, I guess.) To my surprise, the doc I expected to do the procedure wasn't there, and the doc who was replacing him was the fellow who did the post-gall bladder removal endoscope procedure (ERCP) on Dr. K at the local hospital in Nov 2006. When I mentioned this to him, something in his brain clicked and he remembered us. :)

Oddly, I'm not at all traumatized by that procedure under anesthetic, but still have little bits of trauma from the 20 minute hole in my mind from wisdom tooth removal surgery when I was 16.