getting the big "C"

Up at 5:15 and waiting for the delivery service by 5:50. He called and said he would be late so we opened the box of Kahlua and checked the tightness of the bottle cap. We will put it back into the box UPS returned it to us in and send it again. I also opened our new Q-grill that I ordered last week. It arrived much sooner than I expected. We just got the things opened when our transportation arrived. We left for McAllen with a very nice man driving us. He took us directly to Renaissance Hospital for our big C (colonoscopy). We realized that it had been 10 years since our first one; that realization surprised us. We were prepped and waiting by 7:30 (IV in, clothes changed into the cutest sea foam green shorts with the fly in the back, and blankets for warmth. There was a TV in my room and I watched (not by choice) the weather channel. I dozed off a couple of times, tiring quickly of watching people standing in the snow and cold telling me how cold and snowy it was. It was not until nearly 10 that we were taken to the procedure room. About 15 minutes later the doctor came in and the cute anesthesiologist gave me a dose of la la land juice. I awakened over an hour later, not recalling a thing. This was the most painless experience one could imagine. Praise be to God working through medical science. The previous one 10 years ago was not bad but the IV insertion had hurt and the anesthetic felt like someone had hit me on the hand with a hammer. None of that this time. We wondered why we were spending so much time in the recovery room when we felt much more oriented than we had in Fort Wayne. A nurse came in and asked who would be with us after we got home. We had never thought this would be necessary so we called Dummers, our neighbors, and they agreed to come over. The hospital agreed to let us go and our driver, Leo, brought us directly home. We were famished so we ate some leftovers and went to bed. After sleeping an hour, I got up and went to the welder’s shop to see if he can put mounting iron on the Saturn (even though, unbeknownst to us, I was not supposed to drive all day). I felt very competent but was especially careful in case I was just feeling overconfident. Unfortunately, I should have called him first because his hoist was occupied, so I will go back tomorrow morning at 9. I came home, finding Evelyn was up and headed for the treadmill. I opened the mail, sent some e-mail and basically sat in a stupor, waiting to go to choir practice at 7:30. We have no Advent service tonight. We rehearsed and didn’t think we sounded very good. We have too many people who want to be director. We did find out that we weren’t planning to sing Christmas Day. I don’t know when would be a more appropriate time other than Easter Sunday. We came home and relaxed a while before going to bed. We still plan to go to Bonny and Joe’s for Christmas dinner.