Another procedure today. I’m losing count. Four, maybe, so far?
This one was a endoscopic retrograde cholangiopancreatography, or ERCP. A tube was inserted down my throat then a stent placed on my bile duct to allow it to drain.
A clogged bile duct has left me with jaundice and the fear is an infection before surgery. Actually, an infection means no surgery. Today was meant to prevent that.
I’m getting used to this stuff. I schmoozed with the crew in the operatory as their prep progressed. Once the anesthesiologist placed a mask over my face (and infused with the good stuff through an IV) I was out in a few seconds.
The gastroenterologist who performed the ERCP told Helaine it went well. It’s not a simple procedure, but one he’s done loads of times. Experience rules!
I’m back home, back in pjs, back relaxing. I’ll be on-the-air in Nebraska tomorrow.
One last thing. Immigration has become a big deal in this election. My surgeon was from Iran (he said he’s Persian), anesthesiologist from Anaheim of Chinese parents. Two of my techs were Filipino, another Vietnamese. Orange County, where I live, is a melting pot.
Please don’t tell me immigrants aren’t what America is about. They are why we are great.