Thursday, January 8, 2009
Shark Bait's tale of woe.........sniff sniff
My sistah from another mistah Tiburon, as you may well know by now, needed a tiny little procedure done today. Since she was to be heavily medicated, and I feared for her driving on the roads (for others as well), I offered to drive her. Yes, my other motive was the awesome pictures this adventure would provide. Let's be honest here. And as for specific details, you'll need to hit her blog for them. This is her party after all.
So bright and early, I mean, at the butt-crack of dawn, I picked her up and we headed northeast to the U med center. Yes, I said U med center. I know, I know, a bit traitorous, but hey, I didn't pick her doctor.
She got all checked in and then began what I thought would be a long wait. She still had some barium she had to drink of which she provided explicit details of just how yummy, I mean yucky, it was.
I was actually impressed that her wait time was very good. Next it was back into the changing area to don a BEAUTIFUL hospital gown. Don't you love how it set's off her eyes nicely? And still, there is that dreaded barium to finish off.
Very shortly after that, they came for her and I went back to the waiting room where some completely random, old people, strangers felt compelled to converse with me. Good thing I'm the friendly type. But, take note, when I keep looking back at my magazine, that is the signal that I am done talking.
I did notice an interesting thing. See how they position the children's play area RIGHT underneath the electric hookup's, including the outlet for oxygen? Shame on you U med center!
Luckily, just as the old birds, I mean kind strangers, were really starting to stretch for things to talk to me about, the Shark reappeared! No worse for the wear. Looking sharky as always. And based on her conversation with the technician during the procedure, I am pretty sure, she was the funniest patient he will have all day!
We hit the McSlop shop on the way home for breakfast (thanks for treating me) and then I delivered her safe and sound back home. I think Adam had been waiting at the window for the last 20 minutes because he was pretty quick to get out and off to work! No disrespect intended, but let's face it, men are wussies when it comes to taking care of the kids. Just.Saying.
One final shot before she got out of the car. Poor girl, I think she could go to sleep for 24 hours straight if given the chance......
If you get a second, send her a well-wish if for no other reason than to keep her awake. I NEED her at kickboxing tonight!
And thanks Tib for the memories!