Saturday, 5 September 2020

The Bark Was Worse Than The Bite

 The first week of September has been interesting to say the least. Work wise it was a short week due to taking Thurs and Fri off. Usually, I would be happy and looking forward to having days off prior to the long weekend. However, the two days off were for prep and procedure for medical purposes. 

They were bookended by my sweetie’s latest foray into stand up comedy. Going back in time she was Winnipeg’s funniest person with a day job runner up in 2006. Comedy, humor and laughter have always been a huge part of her life. Growing up in a small town, having wonderful parents and siblings who saw the humor in everything. It became a natural extension of her persona. Laughter is the great equalizer and humor can be found at every turn.

She was part of an open mic night. One of seventeen performers and she rocked it. Out of the seventeen she was either the best or second best on the night. Three nights later she put her name into the hat for women’s open mic night. So we waited and waited then finally at 8:00 pm we got the call. She was number 4 out of 12 and the show starts at 9:00 pm. So we got ready and off we went. 

The host was an amazing funny lady full of spunk who seamlessly kept the night flowing from one comic to the next. I would like to be able to tell you that Shell rocked it, she had a few funny lines, however, it wasn’t her night. She is not discouraged. The open comedy mic community is vibrant. 

On the Thursday I started the prep for my procedure, no solid food all day, no coffee, no drink with any colour in it. No coffee what was I to do.. it was going to be a long day. As the day wore on I thought I got this and than the evening cam and had to drink CoLyte 4 litres over 4 hours. 

I was told that being near a bathroom was an important piece. To take a book with you. Well they were right. It was a long 4 hours. Enough to take one’s appetite away. I persevered and got my bowels cleaned out and even slept a few hours.

Awoke at 6:10 having to be at the hospital for 6:30, made it with time to spare. I beat everyone the dept was not open yet. I was soon taken in to the prep room. I was attended by a bevy of nurses and then wheeled to the procedure room. The doctor came in and said the procedure would only take 20 min. I was put under with two sedatives and woke up 8n the recovery room 20 min later they said I could go home. 

I was considered to be impaired for 24 hours. I could not drive a vehicle, drink alcohol, operate power tools and most importantly not make any important or legal decisions. Shelley would have to pick the Netflix shows to watch the rest of the day. 

A week ago I was apprehensive and my depression and anxiety kicked in thinking about. Wondering what they would find. I thought the worst of course and preliminary findings were all clear. I didn’t know how I would handle the 50 hours without solid food or the 48 hrs without coffee. Well I did and the procedures bark turned out to be worse than it’s bite. 


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