yesterday

So, yesterday was interesting. And fun. In an odd sort of way.

I got to the hospital right on time, and had plenty of fun paperwork to fill out. Mainly "Have you ever..." and "Do you..." questions. Most of these I answered no. I got my bracelet - it's so fashionable I decided to keep wearing it for a few days. I'll probably cut it off tonight.

After all that fun stuff - including paying for the dang thing (hey, I'm a poor college student, even with insurance this isn't cheap) - I was taken back to a bed. I changed into one of those highly fashionable hospital gowns, and waited.

I really liked my nurse. His name was Bob, and he actually had a sense of humor! He put in my IV (although the equipment malfunctioned and he had to do it again), and explained to me a little of what was going to happen.

Then we waited. Eventually they called my name again and a different nurse came, put the rails up on my bed, and rolled me down the hall and into the room where they did the actual test. But first I had to gargle this disgusting stuff. They even said it was really gross, as they handed it to me. Somehow I got through it. Then someone else injected the sedative into my IV and the last thing I remember was laying on my side.

When I woke up, I was back in the other small room, with my sister sitting in the chair next to me (Did I tell you - my pregnant sister is the one who got to take me, since I couldn't drive myself home. :^D ). Just a few minutes after I was waking up, some friends came to say hello. We had some very interesting conversations. Which I will not recount. I blame the drugs and my sister.

Finally, they gave me some juice, so I could clean out my mouth (it still tasted gross). I proved I was awake because of how I handled the straw so awesomly. Go me!

They told us (mainly my sister) some of what they found: two of my valves are small, and have scaring. The scaring is usually from rheumatic fever, or Strep. I had Strep once, so it must be from that. Anyway, I have to meet with my regular doctor, who will read the notes which were taken by the doctor who did my procedure, and my regular doctor will tell me more. Then I get to find a Cardiologist, who will become my friend for life, I fear.

Then I got up and was surprised at how woobly I was. I joked with my sister how I had chosen a pregnant lady to help me - bad idea! But, we made it home just fine. I collapsed in a lay-z-boy, and had a nice nap. I woke up, had lunch with my sister and a neighbor friend - Rozanny - and then took a bath.

That evening I went over to Rozanny's and had a good time - playing with her daughter, Ada, and watching movies.

I did go to bed at a reasonable time - it was before 9 pm at least. But, I forgot to change my alarm or something, so I sort of slept through work this morning. Whoops! But, I did tell them I might not be in, so I'm sure it'll be just fine when I go tomorrow.

Yay for adventures!