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imaginarycircus at 12:55pm on 04/12/2008
imaginarycircus at 12:55pm on 04/12/2008I was calm before the test. I told myself that after all that my mother went through this was nothing. I wasn't going to have a mastectomy or a bone marrow harvest and transplant. Drinking some chalky stuff. Whatever.
There was a resident helping and he gave me a cup of what I guess was powdered carbon dioxide and a mouthful of water to make me gassy--am assuming it inflates your esophagus. He said to try not to burp. OK. That wasn't hard. Then they handed me a coffee cup full of vaguely strawberry flavored glue. It was thicker than molasses. And I couldn't use a straw because it won't go up a straw.
I took one big swig and could not swallow it. I forced myself but it came right back up on my shoes. They skipped it and gave me some thinner stuff after they let me wash my hands. They got the images they needed. The experience was gross and exactly as bad as I feared. But it is done. I hope I never ever have to have this test again.
As I was getting off the bus in Central I ran into my crazy friend Chris who was on his way to a library and I think a Salvation Army kitchen with a decent cook? He is moving to NYC because he doesn't like the vibe here. He made the trip back to Harvard Square go by in a blink and distracted me from my icky experience. I'm going to miss running into him when he leaves town.
Now I need coffee and editing time, but first I have to wipe off my shoe. I hope I get new ones for Christmas. These are falling apart anyway.
There was a resident helping and he gave me a cup of what I guess was powdered carbon dioxide and a mouthful of water to make me gassy--am assuming it inflates your esophagus. He said to try not to burp. OK. That wasn't hard. Then they handed me a coffee cup full of vaguely strawberry flavored glue. It was thicker than molasses. And I couldn't use a straw because it won't go up a straw.
I took one big swig and could not swallow it. I forced myself but it came right back up on my shoes. They skipped it and gave me some thinner stuff after they let me wash my hands. They got the images they needed. The experience was gross and exactly as bad as I feared. But it is done. I hope I never ever have to have this test again.
As I was getting off the bus in Central I ran into my crazy friend Chris who was on his way to a library and I think a Salvation Army kitchen with a decent cook? He is moving to NYC because he doesn't like the vibe here. He made the trip back to Harvard Square go by in a blink and distracted me from my icky experience. I'm going to miss running into him when he leaves town.
Now I need coffee and editing time, but first I have to wipe off my shoe. I hope I get new ones for Christmas. These are falling apart anyway.
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