Don’t ya just hate it when they give you a medical procedure that you can’t pronounce?
Yesterday it was another nuclear ventriculography. It was the fifth one in the last fifteen years.
They take detailed radiology sans, then inject a radioactive isotope into the bloodstream before taking another series of detailed radiology sans for comparison.
Hard to describe how it makes one feel. There is no pain - just a strange, uncomfortable feeling.
Now it’s drink lots of water to flush out all of that radioactive isotope material and then begin feeling normal again in a day or two as the 36 hours at Medical Center of the Rockies fades into a dim memory.
I am grateful for modern medical technology, good insurance coverage and not as many stairs to climb as shown in the cartoon I drew in frustration five years ago.