No, it’s not the name of an american soldier, it’s what I had done to me last night.
A GI endoscopy or a gastroscopy is where they shove a camera down into your stomach to see what they can see. The one I had also involved having a few biopsies taken (little samples of tissue from inside your stomach). It was a very weird experience, especially since I opted for the non-sedated option. When you’re sedated you don’t remember what’s happened really, but are just awake enough to comply with what they ask you to do. I was, however, just given a little local anasthetic throat spray and told to swallow the big tube. I reckon it must have been around 8mm in diameter and had lots of flashing lights and stuff in it (looked nice and gadget-like!).
Anyway, fighting the temptation to panic and gag was the main activity that occupied me for the 2-3 mins that I was impaled on the thing.
The long and the short of it is that they didn’t spot anything to be concerned with but we’ll get the biopsies back in a week or so, so we’ll know more then.
That is all. Blog again in another few months – prolly after getting married!