Endoscopy

I went for an endoscopy sometime late May due to persistent heartburn.

My history with heartburn started when I was 14, in the middle of the night and I thought I was dying. Ever since then I 've been getting heartburn for like 3-4 times a year. In the two months b4 the endoscopy however, I experienced heartburn on daily basis. It was a series of mild ones but could not be cured by Gaviscon. When I told my doctor about it, I was referred to an upper GI surgeon right away.

I wasnt expecting an endoscopy, I tot it would be a usual consultation session. The doctor asked me a lotsa questions and he didnt seem concerned. So I was a lil bit surprised when he said that altho he thinks that that my condition is not serious, he still needs to see the extend of the damage himself (read: endoscopy) just to be sure. So I was immediately sent to the other wing of the hospital and was asked to change into a hospital gown.
The doctor asked me if I'd prefer to do it consciously or under anesthetic.. There's no question I chose the later. I'd imagine shoving something down my throat that deep would be pretty traumatising.

Khalis wanted to come when I told him bout it. But I told him not to as the doctor said the it would be really quick. The hospital's really near to KLCC but it would be over by the time he got there.

The nurses prepared me for the procedure. First they inserted the IV tube for the anesthetic into my right hand. It was slightly painful and they had to do it twice as the first time it was a lil bit crooked. Then I was wheeled to the operation theatre. The room was small but impressive enough for me. There were so many monitors! A male nurse sprayed my throat with something that tasted like antibiotics they gave you for flu.

They told me to lie on my side. The doctor took 3 syringes of anesthesia and started injected them one by one thru my IV tube. Then I was off. For what seemed like seconds later, the male nurse said - Ok, dah siap and the doctor was nowhere in sight. The whole thing lasted 15 mints. So thats what being under anesthetic felt like. I tot its was something seen on TV, like you knew you were dozing off and you count to 5.

I spent like another half an hour on bed, waiting for the anesthesia to wear off. Then I changed back to my clothes and was given

1-Lunch
2-Report on the procedure
3-Photos
4-CD
5-Pills

The result was - there's something. But not so serious. I quote the doctor - the bark is worse than its bite.