It's all pretty fuzzy

So I had my test today. I was so anxious I just wanted it over with.

So the day surgery unit of the hospital was interesting. It felt a little like cattle being shuffled around. There was one big room where everyone who was being preped for a procedure or had already had their procedure waited. All in beds lined up along the walls, and at one point even in the middle of the room.

There was this one AWESOME older man who was being shuffled around a bit who had such a great attitude. He was so thankful to be there and just full of joy. I wanted to talk to him just to see if I could catch some of that JOY from him.

I wasn't exactly in a bad mood or cranky. I was also glad to be there. I was just anxious, wanting to finally know what's up with me.

When they finally wheeled me into the room where I was having the procedure done I met the doctor. He was really nice and actually seemed to care what I was saying. He asked me a few questions and we talked about how I have been feeling, then he said "your going to get really sleepy now." The last thing I remember is him asking me to roll over on my side.....

I'm pretty sure I puked. I vaguely remember a nurse bringing a bed pan to me. That whole part is really fuzzy. Then the nurse came in and said your family's here! Ryan and the kids walked in, I think I went to the bathroom...... The doctor came and talked to us while Ryan was there because I was so out if it I wouldn't have remembered a thing.

Ryan tells me the Doc said he found a blockage. So I will be having many more tests. Including a CT scan! This is the one I have wanted and prayed for. I feel all the mystery will be solved after that test.

I feel like crap right now. I slept on the bathroom floor since I got home. Trinity actually fell asleep with me. Then when Silver was going to bed he wanted me to lay down with him until he fell asleep too! I had no problems with that since I am crazy tired.

I hope this all made sense. I don't think I am quite in my right mind yet.