Friday evening, right before my birthday weekend, I had an endoscopy and a biopsy done here. The friendly staff had good-natured fun with that.
No, this wasn't my idea of recreation. My doctor ordered it due to my acid reflux.
Thanks be to Georgeanne, Kelly, Dr. Barbati, and all of the others who made this go as smoothly and painlessly as possible. I was even able to partake in a fine Italian dinner later that day.
Pictures of my innards were also taken. They will not be scanned or uploaded here for decency's sake.
It turns out that may have Barrett's Esophagus, which has a small chance of leading to cancer if I'm not careful. The results should be known this week.
Regardless, I'll still be alive.
In the meantime, I'm a little scared.
Rejoice, my enemies. There's a slight possibility that you'll be rid of me yet!
P.S. The cozy waiting room is a magazine reader's fantasy complete with Wi-fi! read more