The verdict...
Well, this is what it was like.
I had a tube put into my arm, into which was placed the sedative. I remember laying on my side looking at the bright red, green and blue light streaming from the tip of that tube and thinking to myself "that's big...". I was trying to impress these things on my memory, to see if I could remember the point at which I lost consciousness (the point I stopped remembering: impossible to do)! However, no need, because the next thing I recall is the tube being inside my stomach, and retching, and water coming out of mouth, and someone saying "you're doing really well, it's nearly over", and then I remember being pushed out of the room where I had the gastroscopy. That feeling though, of suddenly being aware of an object being moved around in my stomach...not becoming gradually used to the tube as it moved from mouth to stomach, but suddenly being shocked to find it right inside...is one I won't forget! Even now my belly is "sore" in a weird way, on the inside, like someone's been poking it- which they have. I didn't think I slept at all afterwards but I must have, as when I went back out to see Bex and have a reviving cup of coffee (and a digestive biscuit!) she said I'd been nearly two hours, but it felt at most about half an hour to me.
They didn't find anything, which is good I suppose. My stomach is slightly inflamed though, and so I've been given omeprazole to take, 30mg a day. I've had it before and it's really good, but I think it makes me feel dizzy, I'll have to see.
Listen: I know how to stop the acid. I simply have to stop drinking coffee and alcohol, and stop eating chocolate and crisps and chips and hot spicy foods like (insert any Indian dish here). The verdict? Give me acid any day!
I had a tube put into my arm, into which was placed the sedative. I remember laying on my side looking at the bright red, green and blue light streaming from the tip of that tube and thinking to myself "that's big...". I was trying to impress these things on my memory, to see if I could remember the point at which I lost consciousness (the point I stopped remembering: impossible to do)! However, no need, because the next thing I recall is the tube being inside my stomach, and retching, and water coming out of mouth, and someone saying "you're doing really well, it's nearly over", and then I remember being pushed out of the room where I had the gastroscopy. That feeling though, of suddenly being aware of an object being moved around in my stomach...not becoming gradually used to the tube as it moved from mouth to stomach, but suddenly being shocked to find it right inside...is one I won't forget! Even now my belly is "sore" in a weird way, on the inside, like someone's been poking it- which they have. I didn't think I slept at all afterwards but I must have, as when I went back out to see Bex and have a reviving cup of coffee (and a digestive biscuit!) she said I'd been nearly two hours, but it felt at most about half an hour to me.
They didn't find anything, which is good I suppose. My stomach is slightly inflamed though, and so I've been given omeprazole to take, 30mg a day. I've had it before and it's really good, but I think it makes me feel dizzy, I'll have to see.
Listen: I know how to stop the acid. I simply have to stop drinking coffee and alcohol, and stop eating chocolate and crisps and chips and hot spicy foods like (insert any Indian dish here). The verdict? Give me acid any day!
posted by John Doran-Armstrong at 10:27 AM
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