This morning I drove my mother home from a colonoscopy. They loaded her up with a Versed and Fentanyl cocktail that left her quite dopey. It actually is exactly what I would want if I were undergoing that particular procedure. In fact, I think they should give a little Versed to mothers after giving birth. ;)
Anyhow, we had the same conversation S-I-X times during the 15 minute ride home. It took every ounce of self control to not throw her out of the car. Apparently, she wanted to wear sweat pants but changed her mind at the last minute to jeans. She needed the pocket for her insurance card. This decision, obviously, caused her great stress.
Wow, I pray that she never develops a brain injury. I don't think I could take it.
January 9, 2008
Banging my head against the steering wheel.
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Oh gosh ROFL i giggled uncontrollably at this
Oh, that's so funny. The ONLY way I reason able to resist shoving my mom out the door on our way home from hers was because the kids were in the back. That wouldn't be a good example, probably. My mom doesn't handle any sort of sedation well. Loopy and gassy. LOVELY ride, it was.
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