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That word, again...
Few things are as fraught with hazard as the gentle embrace of routine.
As an "old hand" at getting poked and prodded by the folks at MD Anderson, I was quite prepared for the usual one-two combination consisting of an injection of radioactive substance into my body, followed by a two-hour interval that ended in a mind-numbing bone scan (one must lie rock still for about 20 minutes), after which I would report upstairs to prep for a CT scan (said prep consisting of drinking about 16 oz of "spiked" Diet Sprite over the course of an hour) that would, after some time, culminate in the actual scan. (The last time I underwent a CT scan, the whole process took almost 5 hours, most of it engaged in waiting.)
Last night, as I double-checked the times of my appointments, I failed to notice that the bone and CT scans were scheduled in "reverse" order, with the CT scan as the lead-off procedure. Had I noticed, I would not have eaten a McDonald's sausage burrito (4 oz., 300 calories) on the way into town, because CT scans are supposed to be done on an empty stomach. Fortunately, my transgression was small and early, and so did not derail the procedure, and it went quite smoothly (and only two hours, from the time I checked in to the time I punched the "down" button on the elevator). The bone scan was a cakewalk. I only hope the results are as good as today was smooth going.
Our area was subjected to torrential rain (again) last night. Some areas of town saw six inches of rain fall overnight, but fortunately for me, those areas were nowhere near where I live or where I needed to be today.
Cheers...
As an "old hand" at getting poked and prodded by the folks at MD Anderson, I was quite prepared for the usual one-two combination consisting of an injection of radioactive substance into my body, followed by a two-hour interval that ended in a mind-numbing bone scan (one must lie rock still for about 20 minutes), after which I would report upstairs to prep for a CT scan (said prep consisting of drinking about 16 oz of "spiked" Diet Sprite over the course of an hour) that would, after some time, culminate in the actual scan. (The last time I underwent a CT scan, the whole process took almost 5 hours, most of it engaged in waiting.)
Last night, as I double-checked the times of my appointments, I failed to notice that the bone and CT scans were scheduled in "reverse" order, with the CT scan as the lead-off procedure. Had I noticed, I would not have eaten a McDonald's sausage burrito (4 oz., 300 calories) on the way into town, because CT scans are supposed to be done on an empty stomach. Fortunately, my transgression was small and early, and so did not derail the procedure, and it went quite smoothly (and only two hours, from the time I checked in to the time I punched the "down" button on the elevator). The bone scan was a cakewalk. I only hope the results are as good as today was smooth going.
Our area was subjected to torrential rain (again) last night. Some areas of town saw six inches of rain fall overnight, but fortunately for me, those areas were nowhere near where I live or where I needed to be today.
Cheers...