But I'm Not 50!

I had an appointment with a colon rectal specialist and he decided I needed a colonoscopy.   I was surprised because I had the age 50 in my head, not 43!  

The location for the procedure called on Monday for my Wednesday time and instructions.  My appointment was at 3 pm.  I was given instructions to go on a liquid diet on Tuesday and start the prep at 2, and to stop consuming everything at midnight

The prep for a colonoscopy is truly awful. The drink is awful.  By the end of the first 16 ounces, I was gagging and thought I was going to vomit.   Then came the explosive diarrhea.  This was all while I had the kids under my care. 

Four hours later I had to drink another round of that stuff.   I had to psych myself up for every single time I had to swallow it down.   It wasn't pleasant at all. 

I was awake throughout the night, making friends with my bathroom like I hadn't in years.  I hoped my gurgling stomach would find peace and allow me to sleep.  Eventually, around four am, I found a slumber, though I was terrified that I would be woken up, needing to run to the bathroom yet again.  Who knew that clear liquid could come out of a person's rectum????!!

It was finally time to travel to the colonoscopy and like everyone told me, the procedure wasn't bad.  I was sound asleep for it.  However, the pain I had from the gasses and air of anesthesia and the procedure were awful.   It took at least 12 hours for the pain to subside.  

I hope the baby polyps that were removed show no evidence of cancer and I can be cleared of doing this procedure again for a long time.