Hi Sue
One Sue to another...the GK isn't much to be concerned about...however, I do realize you have other problems to consider. My GK was last April. In my case, I first met with Dr. Bader at Providence (with my hubby) for a consultation and tour of the facility where they show you what all they do. I also got a DVD of the procedure that tells you what they do. Then we checked in at 6 a.m. (yawn) and put us in the waiting/recovery room. The nurse in charge (who really runs the place, I'm sure...) was very nice. She gave me the little white pill, and put cream on my head. Oh, and, of course, you feel like a slob because, no makeup, no hair stuff, no metal so for me that means no bra (Yikes). The cream numbs the skin, and the pill works fast, so that when the doctor comes in and they deaden the area more via a shot of something, you are getting pretty relaxed. The needle was a pinprick of pain, which went away fast. Attachment of the frame was painless, just felt the pressure. I was in a wheelchair and trundled off for another MRI. The pill that I got makes you very relaxed, and you don't remember the day very well. I was a bit disappointed, because I did want to remember it, as this was kind of interesting. I took my music, but only remember hearing one song. After coming back from the MRI I was put on the machine (I wanted my husband to take pictures of it, but he didn't) and then it gets really hazy. I remember a few things, but mostly that time period is gone from my memory. My husband said I was in there for over an hour. Yes, I was lying flat; no, not noisy, had the pill so didn't bother me to lock my head down. But, I was not asleep, as such. The doctors said I did "great" and that I was "having a good time". My husband said he heard laughter. So, apparently I'm a happy drunk and I was also entertaining the crew. Good to know, I guess, although I was really embarassed when I heard about it later. Then back to the recovery room where the pill was wearing off. Somewhere in there they removed the headframe and check the pin sites. I had a little bleeding from one in the back and it dribbled on my sweatshirt. So don't wear anything you really love, you might get blood on it. Then we went home! We were home by 12:30 or so. I got on the phone to tell my family that I was okay, by husband went to get my prescriptions, and food. I was starving, no breakfast!) I ate a Whopper with Fries, not caring a hoot about the stupid diabetes I have, then toddled into the bedroom, whereupon I fell asleep for the rest of the afternoon. So, for me, I wasn't kept overnight. The nice nurse called the next day to see how I was doing. The steroids I was taking had kicked into high gear and I could have climbed Mt. Hood, possibly Everest, I think! Then as the week progressed, and the steroids were tapered off, I got the very common side effect of insomnia, and believe me, THAT was the worst part of the whole thing, for me. Now, with all of that...I imagine that different facilites do things a bit different. Your pill might not be the same as I took, and you might stay the night. It was an interesting experience, and I'm sorry I missed most of it. Good luck to you.
Sue in Vancouver