Mmm, mmm good!I went to Centenary Hospital today to do a “U.G.I.” Barium Swallow.
It meant I got to swallow a white concoction that went POP! and FIZZZ! and tasted like mint chalk.
Mmmm, mint. This is just part of a semi-sesqi-bi-annual physical I’m having on the 28th.
It’s funny, I couldn’t read the writing on the sheet my doctor filled out (did it say “UGI” or “UUI”?), and thus I couldn’t reliably transcribe it over the phone to make an appointment.
So I ended up scanning it and plugging the phone into my Mac’s modem to fax the scan over to the hospital.
They phoned back and arranged an appointment for 9:45 this morning.
Or at least, **I** thought they had. When I got there, they’d never heard of me and I wasn’t on the list.
However, they had room to squeeze me in, so it wasn’t a big deal after all. Hmm, physical.
Hmm, time to start running again.
I stole Luisa’s mp3 player last night (iPod still dead), so now I can run and listen to CBC’s
(which I downloaded via CBC’s
feed of course) at the same time.