Monday, January 27, 2025

Reschedule, um, it must be a mistake....

 So I might have mentioned I had a colonoscopy today. 

Meh....not so much. 

I did what I was supposed to. The day before no solid foods.  The only things I had were tea, orange jello, chicken broth, ginger ale and water.  All day long.  And then at 6pm, as ordered,  I drank the first bottle of the prep and had the five 8 ounce glasses of water.  And nothing happened...until 9 pm.  And then again at 10 pm.  And then nothing, even after I went to bed.  But I got up about 2am, and used the toilet again.   Then at 4pm, I got up and drank the second bottle, and used the bathroom again at 420, 550 and then 615.   
 Mom was coming to get me at 630am for my 655 appointment.  And at the hospital, while waiting to be called back, I tried to used the bathroom again because, without being too graphic, it was not running clear yet.  Mushy yes, but clear no.  And I knew from my first one in 2021 it had to be clear. 

So they took me back into the prep room and got me changed out of my clothes and into the gown.  Then they started asking me questions.  And we, as the nurse said, "got personal with my poop."  We discussed it and she said it doesn't sound like it's open enough and if the doctor can't see, there is a risk of perforation or missing polyps.  She said it didn't sound like even an enema there would help.  So, together, we decided to just reschedule with a different kind of prep stuff, which will hopefully work.   She said, it doesn't happen a lot, maybe three times a week, but it's not uncommon that the prep doesn't work.  

So, I got dressed and went out to the waiting room to a very surprised mom and explained things.  And then happily came home where I immediately had oatmeal and tea.  And for lunch (at 1110, cause I was just so freakin hungry), I ordered dominos and had some boneless chicken nuggets and a pasta bowl...and I devoured them all.

But the point is, despite all I did, sometime later this year, I'll have to do it all again.  Starving myself for an entire day, getting up at an unGodly hour, sitting way too long too many times on the toilet and all that.




Oh the joys of getting older. 

POLT

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