So, yesterday I had a surveillance colonoscopy done. It was all clear and I recovered from it quickly. Unfortunately due to the sedatives that I was given I felt I was a bit unsafe to drive into Vancouver the next day (Tuesday) for Kourtney's iron infusion. Vanessa kindly obliged to come into town with us so we left at 725 in the morning. It took 2 hours to get into town and much to my dismay the regular nurses were not around who put Kourtney's IV in. So we had to wait 2 hours for an IV nurse. A part of me thought that I should just start it myself but I could not bring myself to do it.
Kourtney was supposed to see the physio during her iron infusion and of course she showed up the same time the IV team came. GONG SHOW!! Kourtney remains on strict isolation so the IV team were gowning gloving and masking. Yes, I did say team. We had two experienced nurses for the price of one!! I am not sure why the duo but I began feeling this was going to end up in disaster.
The short story is after the 3rd poke I finally stepped in did it myself. These other two apparently could not hit the broad side of a barn. To tell you the truth they are soooo sweet but I think they were just so nervous about hurting Kourtney that they totally overcompensated.
So after all that we settled into a funny movie and enjoyed it. Unfortunately the nurse forgot to call the Doctor to tell him we were there as I had to talk to him about a medication for Kourtney. Near the end of the infusion I reminded the nurse again and she said it would take 20 minutes for him to see us (more waiting). As the clock continued to tick away Kourtney had to go to the bathroom. I asked if she could wait (stupid question because when Kourtney has to go she has to go). So we maneuvered her and the IV to the bathroom and my words were, "Watch as soon as I get her on the toilet Dr. Davis will come in." Sure enough, I just shut the door to the adjoining bathroom and Vanessa giggled and said, "You were right Janelle." So I got Kourtney settled on the toilet and greeted Dr. Davis and his resident. I was standing by the bathroom door as we began our conversation but I could not hear what saying as the sound coming from the bathroom was filling my ears. It sounded like a coffee purcolator. Apparently I was the only one who heard it and began laughing uncontrollably. Unfortunately nobody else joined in my laughter. I heard someone say that sorrow and laughter are closely related and when you throw in the sedative from my colonoscopy hysteria ensues!! As the tears were pouring down my face and I was holding my sides, the conversation continued but I could not answer due to my hysterics. Vanessa pointed out to the Dr that it must of been the medication from the colonoscopy that caused this reaction. He left to write a prescription and the little coffee coffee purculator continued to make her little noises. She held it all in while he was in the room!
He came back in and I was much more composed although I felt really stupid we were able to talk about colonoscopies and I pray that I recovered my composure . Embarassing but I think humour sometimes is needed especially in situations like this!!
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