Hey guys just thought I'd let you know the Barium meal went well today. Took around 2 and a half hours though- last out of the 5/6 people having meals that morning The actual barium wasn't too bad it came in strawberry flavour, but boy is it heavy and viscous. Still I ain't complaining its a stroll in the park compared to a colo.
It took a while to get all the way down and they had a bit of trouble with the X-Ray because I was a bit too tall, they kept on chopping bits off the x-ray.but it was no problem really, just meant a couple of more 'takes'.
The main annoying thing were the insane people who kept on sitting next to me as I waited - either insanley optimistic or insanley gruff. One guy who was waiting for an X-Ray because he had a knee operation that had gone a bit wrong and he had no contracted a chest infection on the ward so he was obviously on a real down and this idiot clown guy kept on nudging him and telling him how they were going to sort him out with a 'new chest' as well as a new knee. As you can imagine after a rip roaring joke like that the guy was rolling around laughing. Especially at 9 o clock on a cold November morning. Its what you really need isn't it? Then there was an old timer who didn't what time of day or where he was, one woman who enjoyed talking to herself. It was all fun and games. The best of them all was someone who had turned up for a barium meal and then confessed to the nurse
'Oh by the way, I had some cornflakes and a cup of tea this morning!'
'Well we can't do the meal then'
'Oh...ok.'
FAIL
The nurses were all legendary though and the Radiographer was from my hometown and recognized me from College so at least everytime I was up on the machine we'd have a chat. Then after two and half hours a very nice woman - Dr. Camillia Parker-Bowles-Smythe-Smythe-Fitzwilliam-Smythe-Fox Hunting-Smyth prodded me with a wooden spoon(did any of you guys have that?) whilst she did the final scans. She was really nice and very posh - a walking sterotype of someone who is 568th in line for the throne sort of thing.
Anyway I just thought I'd let you know that the X-Rays didn't turn me into a superhero or send me mental
It took a while to get all the way down and they had a bit of trouble with the X-Ray because I was a bit too tall, they kept on chopping bits off the x-ray.but it was no problem really, just meant a couple of more 'takes'.
The main annoying thing were the insane people who kept on sitting next to me as I waited - either insanley optimistic or insanley gruff. One guy who was waiting for an X-Ray because he had a knee operation that had gone a bit wrong and he had no contracted a chest infection on the ward so he was obviously on a real down and this idiot clown guy kept on nudging him and telling him how they were going to sort him out with a 'new chest' as well as a new knee. As you can imagine after a rip roaring joke like that the guy was rolling around laughing. Especially at 9 o clock on a cold November morning. Its what you really need isn't it? Then there was an old timer who didn't what time of day or where he was, one woman who enjoyed talking to herself. It was all fun and games. The best of them all was someone who had turned up for a barium meal and then confessed to the nurse
'Oh by the way, I had some cornflakes and a cup of tea this morning!'
'Well we can't do the meal then'
'Oh...ok.'
FAIL
The nurses were all legendary though and the Radiographer was from my hometown and recognized me from College so at least everytime I was up on the machine we'd have a chat. Then after two and half hours a very nice woman - Dr. Camillia Parker-Bowles-Smythe-Smythe-Fitzwilliam-Smythe-Fox Hunting-Smyth prodded me with a wooden spoon(did any of you guys have that?) whilst she did the final scans. She was really nice and very posh - a walking sterotype of someone who is 568th in line for the throne sort of thing.
Anyway I just thought I'd let you know that the X-Rays didn't turn me into a superhero or send me mental