Stomach procedure

Well Diary,
Yesterday I had an Endoscopy which is an ill advised procedure where the doctor peeps at your insides via a scope that gets shoved forcefully down your gullet making you gag the entire time. Fortunatly you are too drugged to care and all you remember is a bad dream and a sore throat.
I had thought that I would be up and about today but that was wishful thinking. I am still in bed trying to get over the massive infusion of narcotics they gave me to keep me from barfing up the scope. While "Chris under the influence of Demerol" can be flat out hilarious for others, I chafe under the inactivity and have had quite enough dizzyness to be getting on with. I really thought I saw the doctor laughing while I was outlining my treatment plan to him shortly after the procedure. He said "We'll talk about it when you are not under the influence" WELL! Under the influence INDEED! I was as lucid as ever even though I noticed I still had the little shoe coverings on when I left the building. (Those things make great shower caps by the way.)
Still and all I am unhappy. I did not lose one single pound despite having barely anything to eat yesterday. in fact I gained some. That must be from the huge dinner I ate the night before to avoid starvation while waiting for the procedure. Perhaps half a cake was a bit too much. Anyway Diary Its back on the diet bandwagon. From now on it is fruit and meat and vegetables until I am in bikini shape. See Ya!