ummmmmm, okay. so anyway.
all done.
the "good stuff" they gave me was not very good. :no smile: i felt a little drunk, but other than that i was awake, watching the monitor and wondering what part of my intestines i was really lookin at, tensing up now and then when something would hurt.... uh huh. not happy about it at all.
in the recovery room my mom was surprised how awake i was cause i was talknig to her and i had told her i was going to ask them when they finished the procedure what time it was to see if i'd be able to remember it later. she said "so did you ask them the time?" and i said "yes... 7:40." that's when the nurse lady walked in and my mom asked her if it was normal that i would be so alert and whatnot and the lady said something to the effect of "not usually, but with a few people that can happen."
and they evidently gave me more drugs than they gave my mom when she had hers done and my mom couldn't even dress herself afterward. she and my dad were both like in bed all day and woozy and stuff for several hours afterward. i was up walkin around, talkin, eatin and feelin like crap within about 30 minutes. :-?
so the results: well, good news pretty much. from the doctor's point of view anyway. they didn't really find much, but clearly i have an irritable bowel. they did some biopsies from my small intestine (and apparently they normally don't even look up there for this procedure) to test me for crohn's disease which i doubt i have. so, basically just IBS. which in turn means there's really not a lot they can do.
i was soooooooooo hoping this would put and end to all the mystery and there'd be some medicine they could give me for whatever they found and i'd start feeling better soon. and it doesn't look like that's going to happen.
but... i survived. there's that much at least.