Warning! If the title didn't tip you off, I will be writing about my husband's colonoscopy. It may contain graphic information and is not about a movie. But I hope it will be fun. If not for my husband, for all of you.
If you recall, my husband had a momentous birthday this year. With this birthday comes a new era of wellness procedures.
9:47 AM. Getting ready to leave for the procedure.
11:10 AM. Got to the hospital. Dropped the husband at the main entrance to check in. Parked really far away. Got in and told we are in the wrong place.
Huh? Long walk to the other end ofthe hospital to endoscopy. (had an immature giggle). Find out that is wrong and have to return. Checking in now.
12:05 PM. Finally in pre-op
Husband is feeling grumpy.
The anesthesiologist is about 14 years old and a Nebraska Cornhuskers fan.
EKG time. Nurse had to shave his chest hair.
"Will this effect me getting chicks on the beach?".
2:35 PM. Well, after all the prep work and getting to sit around in that styling hospital gown, they had to cancel the procedure. All that fun for nothing. The husband got a hamburger, which improved his mood quite a bit. But he is not looking forward to rescheduling.
One plus though. The nurse heard we were misdirected and had to trek all over the hospital and gave us $10 in hospital bucks. Good for the cafe or Starbucks. So I'm all set for next time.