Mochaccino Flavor Ruined Forever

I glow in the dark for at least the next 12 hours, there is a lot of radiation in my system. Today was fun it started with water for breakfast and then off to get radioactive. I started with the radioactive glucose injection and then the radiology tech tells me I will need to "sit quietly". For an hour. In a room with nothing in it. Really? Sit quietly and stare at the wall. Sure, my brain gets quiet these days. Instead this is what was going on in my head:

At this point I was pretty sure I had more radioactive-ness (yup now I am making words up) than Peter Parker. I was wrong. Next up came Mochaccino flavored Barium Sulfate shakes. 900 ml of mochaccino flavored chalky thick liquid. In other words; delicious. The gentlemen tells me that he understands this is a lot of liquid and to sip it. Clearly he has never tasted this crap. I am thankful for the straw that allows me to bypass my tastebuds and down the liquid in less than 2 minutes. However, mochaccino everything will never be drank by me ever again. 

Next up is scan time. I have terrible range of motion in my shoulders so I am not so pumped when they tell me to put my arms up over my head (and then have me put my feet together and lash them together with a giant elastic band...ok. I promise I won't run away, is this really necessary?). Then comes the contrast via IV. I am very thankful for the warning the radiology tech gave me, because when it is injected it feels like you peed yourself!

 

For the record, you in no way pee yourself and the feeling passes in 30 seconds or so.  Scan complete and lots (and lots) of carbohydrates eaten since. None of which are mochacinno flavored. Now we play the waiting game.