Crazy Day or Two

So Tuesday night, we headed down to the hotel near the hospital where I prepped for my colonoscopy. I was up the majority of the night for obvious reasons.

When I finally did fall asleep, I was awakened by noises from a huge thunderstorm. Debris was hitting the hotel windows, the thunder was loud and lightning was bright. I was able to fall back to sleep, but had to be up at 3am to finish the rest of the prep.

When I woke up, I was surprised to see that a tornado had touched down where I used to live. As a matter of fact, I learned that it actually went through the back yard of my sister-in-law’s house! It destroyed one of the parks in the area among other things.

Needless to say, many people lost power. At last check, there were no fatalities, but there was plenty of damage. One Facebook post read, “Ok, who had February tornadoes on their 2024 Bingo card?!”

When they called me back to get ready, the staff I worked with was top notch. The first nurse and I could have been twins, and one of his coworkers told us that! The nurses kept me laughing and before I knew it, I was coming out of the anesthesia.

I guess my procedure went well. I was happy that the doctor’s report noted that “The quality of
the bowel preparation was excellent.” Good Job, Keith!! LOL They removed something that they are looking at and I will have results soon. Praying all is good.

Looks like I’ll be going in for an upper GI scope soon. They want to check out something else. At least the prep for that scope is a whole lot easier!!

This morning, I had my eyes examined. I guess it has been two years. My prescription is about the same, but needed tweaking. I’ll have new specs in a couple weeks. I did take advantage of grabbing some prescription sunglasses because they had a good deal on them.

You know, I got out of radio because I was sick of management changes and such. Every time that happened, everyone got fired or shuffled around. I thought I was done worrying about things. Not so.

Since I have moved to afternoons, my demeanor is happier, my blood pressure is down, and the stress levels are manageable. However, while I was off yesterday, I found out that there were major changes in our company. There were many people in big positions let go. There will be new job postings and many of us are worried as to what might happen.

I guess that is the natural thing to do – worry. I also know that worry can make things worse. I just hope and pray that whatever happens, I still have a position and that things here remain as pleasant as they have been. Sending up many prayers about this ….

Too Much Information! (Sorry)

It is purely coincidence that the last blog I wrote was entitled “Always the Butt of Jokes.” Today’s blog could have also had “Butt” in the title, however, I decided against it.

I will never have to doubt that my wife loves me. She has always proven that on a daily basis. This week, she proved it once again, speaking all of the infamous 5 Love Languages! Let me explain.

It has been 5 years and it is once again time for that dreaded colonoscopy. If you have never had one, rejoice! Yes, it is completely necessary, but the prep and all that leads up to it is a special kind of torture/hell.

Since we live over an hour away from where the procedure is happening, I certainly did not want to be stuck in a car in traffic with the possibility of having to go and having nowhere to go! We decided to stay somewhere close to where we needed to be.

By doing so, my wife took care of those five Love Languages:

  • First, “Words of Affirmation,” by saying that she would gladly stay with me during the prep and calling me “baby.” Ok, maybe she called me “a big baby,” but I can’t remember.
  • She took care of Love Language “Physical Touch,” by holding my hand as she did the above.
  • “Acts of Service,” was taken care of by getting us a hotel room to stay in the night before the procedure.
  • “Quality Time,” will happen on the drive down to the hotel and while we stay at the hotel, although there may be frequent bathroom breaks.
  • Finally, “Gifts,” will be that we are taking extra soft toilet paper with us to the hotel.

I love my wife, dearly. I know she loves me because she told me that she would only “get a hotel room for a night for someone to poop in” because she loved them (i.e. ME!)