Thursday, November 12, 2009

Angiogram, Take Three

Well that was a good time...

Last week, I went in for an angiogram only to have it canceled because their table broke. (For the record, I had not even made it to the table when it broke, so hush.) They rescheduled me for Tuesday, but called Monday evening to cancel me again. Considering I didn't really want to go through with this in the first place, and there was that whole 'allergic reaction to an unknown drug' I was pretty convinced this wasn't going to end well.

So when 7 a.m. rolled around and lightning hadn't struck yet, I began to panic. It was starting to look like I was going to have to go through this after all. (But I made sure to let Dorkfish know where I had hidden the boy's Christmas gifts just in case...oh, and then spent 20 minutes teaching him to use my blackberry so he could alert all of you via twitter and facebook. I would hate for you to miss being the first to mourn.)

The ordeal was pretty painless. I felt most of what they were doing and when the doctor would say things like, "Now the left side of your face will feel flushed", she meant it. It was pretty intense, to be honest. But ultimately, I was too drugged to care about much. I do remember, vividly, telling the tech and nurses that if the doctor called me 'the prom queen' one more time, things were going to get ugly. Subsequently, they giggled nervously and put another happy little cocktail in my IV.

In the end, the verdict is that I have a main vessel that is 'over sized' and runs alongside my ear. This isn't a problem, nor is there a fix for it, so it's all good. I'm not going to die suddenly from a rupture and Dorkfish is stuck with me for much, much longer. (Sorry, sweetheart.)

I did, however, get to bring home a little souvenir. My first migraine! Complete with Glitter Vision! Every where I look, I see white glitter and it's quite festive for the upcoming Christmas season. I have to admit, the headache is a bit distracting from the fun, but between that and the gaping hole in my thigh, I'm off the hook for dishes for a week at least!

Feel free to send flowers and wine...