8:40 am Wheeled to surgical holding, 4th floor by Jarrell (sp?).As we chatted and made small talk we laughed and enjoyed the ride. I was rolled through the public hallways, and I noticed that few people made eye contact when you are in a gown and on a bed.
The 4th floor holding room has room for 5 beds, dimmed lights and faux wood flooring. Again was the always present hum of the fan. I was placed in the far corner of the room in slot 3. It was a busy place. There were three in the room when I arrived and in a matter of five minutes all the others were gone and a new patient had arrived.
8:50 am My hands are cold and I am getting more nervous as I sit here longer………….waiting.
It’s a different world down here. Life moves at a different pace. I can feel it. I can see it. Maybe it’s knowing what’s coming up next. Or. Perhaps it’s not knowing.
8:55 am A doctor came out. She wore dark blue scrubs. He spoke clearly with a medium accent that placed her heritage from
“I’ll be here through Friday” I replied.
9:00 am My chart made it down to me in holding.
I’m sitting up in my bed and my butt is almost numb. I can’t wait to spend a week or two in one of these things. Yuck!
Although I probably shouldn’t have, I realize I need to get a different deodorant. This flavor isn’t working for me.
9:05 am They come for me.
9:10 am The room I am wheeled into is across from the holding room on the 4th floor. It’s a typical hospital room but four doctors are in it. They are all busy, prepping equipment looking t the charts and explaining to me what will happen during the biopsy.
I am told it takes about 15 minutes to setup for a procedure that takes only a few minutes.
My robe is pulled up over my stomach.
The primary doctor is a young man very professional.
He uses the ultrasound to do an initial liver search. I am asked to breathe deeply and hold three times.
After I have been ultra-sounded another doctor cleans my stomach with alcohol and explains that it will be cold and have an odor. It takes her a while, I have enough to clean. She then wipes it with something else.
Both doctors lay sterile towels on all four sides of my stomach. Then they use a sterile cover on the ultrasound unit to probe once again. The doctor presses his finger to make a spot.
“You will feel a pinch” As the first lidocain shot is pressed into the spot just below my sternum.
The second lidocain shot is placed by the ultrasound and is deeper.
I can feel the needle press deeper into my stomach. It’s tight. Not necessarily painful but definitely not very comfortable. Okay, lied. I hurt. The doctor’s finger is pressing in as well. That I can feel."Take a deep breath and hold it."
“You will hear a click” I hear, as the biopsy instrument is pressed to my stomach.
CLICK and it’s done.
I didn’t feel the spring powered biopsy needle go in an out. But the docs finger needs to go!
They put a bandage on my belly and instruct me to stay lying on my back very still for the next hour. Do not lift my head do not move my lower body.
I am done with the procedure at 9:22 according to their clock