I’m sorry, but this is pretty weak.
September 5, 2007 • 2:25 pm 1
Also, Evil is Sometimes Popcorn
August 14, 2006 • 12:14 pm 5
Out of the frying pan into the fire…
For all of you enthralled by my last post, this passed weekend saw the sequel in all it’s glory. The full colonoscopy went well, and I suppose that’s about as far as I should go.
The worst part? A bit of a virus (stuffy nose, fever, aches) hit me while trying to recover from the procedure and anesthesia Friday night. The sickness turned out to be worse than the prior, as it had me in bed for the weekend. Add to that our baby moving from the virus he had given me into an ear infection, and my wife being bashed by a migraine, and you’ve got a Happy Jones-Family Weekend. My mom and dad were great helps, so it all turned out okay.
For now at least, as I’m still not completely over the malady, the baby is about to start some anti-biotics, and Jenny’s migraine, althoughly mostly gone, is still a twinge.
Fun times. Fun times, one and all.
July 31, 2006 • 11:44 am 4
Of friends and enemas…
Beginning on Thursday afternoon of last week, I embarked on a journey. It was a journey on which I have never been, and a journey I will never forget. The journey? An upper GI endoscopy and a flex sigmoidoscopy. That’s right. A lighted, camera-bearing tube down the throat and another up the can.
The procedures themselves only lasted for about 25 minutes, and I was forunately in a twilight sleep for both. I remember being wheeled in and told to turn onto my side because I’d be getting sleepy. The next thing I know, I’m talking to my wife in the recovery room.
The rough part of the whole thing was the laxative for Thursday, and the two, self-administered enemas on Friday morning. I won’t go into any further detail, but I would advise neither.
Filed under: health
June 19, 2006 • 12:28 pm 3
The Back
I have hurt my back a time or two, usually doing something as relatively mundane as sneezing or turning over on the couch, and it never ceases to amaze me how completey vulnerable, useless, and incapacitated a back injury makes you. The back is an insidious, although useful contraption, and as anyone who has had a back injury can tell you, it is apparently linked to every other conceivable function and movement of the human body. Still, I never really think about it unless a back injury presents itself. Such is the case now.
My wife has a bit of history with hurting her back stemming back to when she initially hurt it at her job several years ago. From time to time it flares up and causes her pain and a good deal of grief. She has hurt it again over the last weekend and is even now lying in bed attempting to happen upon some semblance of a pain-free position.
Were the back not so important, I think I’d have mine removed.
