That's what I said. A second dilation procedure. No, I was not to happy about it. However, this time I insisted that there was an anesthetist on the scene and that really made all the difference in the world. I don't recall waking up during the procedure and nor did I "fight" the tubes that were in my throat. Consequently, I didn't have a damaged throat like I did last time and I woke up feeling great. The connection between the stomach and small intestine had indeed begun to shrink again and Dr. Hagen was able to dilate the junction to 13.5 mm. Happy day! Hooray for solid food!
The only real problem was that Chris had just started his new job and he could not drive me to or from the hospital. I was very lucky that my friend, Kirsten, was able to lend me a hand. What would we be without family and friends.