Gastroscopy...

Later on today, I'm having an Gastroscopy. I'm obviously petrified, as you would guess if you know me. Becky's had one though, so has my Mum, and they both tell me there's nothing to worry about: anyways, I'll be sedated, so I won't know a thing about it anyway. Apparently you can choose NOT to be sedated, and just have a spray to numb your throat before they push the tube down, but on thinking about it I'll take the cowards way and be knocked out. It's a shame, because I suppose that would have made a good blog! "And then they told me to swallow again, and all I wanted to do, again, was be sick, and I'm thinking, I'm choking, I can't breathe, why oh why didn't I get a sedative, as the tube that feels as cold and big as a lead pipe presses further and further into my helpless body....", I can imagine it would go something like that! So it's just because of these acid attacks I get, they're going to look and see whether there's a reason for them. I hope they find one and I don't too. Oh dear. I'm starving as well! No food until afterwards, if I feel like eating afterwards...

There's something else I could say about today...but I'm not going to. Yet.

Something I can say is wow, what a beautiful day! (for a hospital visit?) The sun really has his hat on, and so did Joni just now when we went out to walk in it- you can see her hatting it, and trying (again) to escape her shadow, below: to think that three weeks ago the beach was covered in snow, as you can see from my post on 3/3! It's got to be unusual for this time of year, I mean, it's 17°C!! (that's the orange on this map-we're on the top right edge of it):