Bryan and I have now been married five years. It's almost incomprehensible. The time goes by way too quickly. We've now been in Saskatchewan for almost four school years. Weird.
Well, I got to go to a swanky restaurant on Friday. Without Bryan. He didn't pass the test. There were a lot of people waiting to be seated, but I got in with no problems. Before I knew it I had a nice waitress show me to my private dining room with the most comfortable chairs imaginable. She took my order and soon my oh-so-special meal of jello and ginger ale came.
It's nicer to think that I was at a restaurant than where I actually was. I got to spend Friday night at the Turtleford Hospital, being treated for an incredible bout of GERD (gastroesophageal reflux disease). I had two lumps form in my esophagus, one right behind my mouth (making it near impossible to eat anything worth eating) and the other at the base of the esophagus.
I will be seeing an upper GI specialist soon. Some patients with GERD develop Barrett's esophagus. And a small portion of people with Barrett's esophagus develop esophageal cancer. Which made me a bit wary of my lumps.
Jon and Heather have kindly agreed to come a little early this weekend to help me get the house in order. I still can't eat anything thicker than porridge and I don't have much energy. So, thanks to them, we'll have a clean house to celebrate Easter in!
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