I don’t know why I was so afraid

I had my colonoscopy two days ago and it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.

I didn’t want it.  I dreaded it.  I bitched for two weeks prior that I had to do it.  I didn’t want to drink the stuff or take the pills.  I was pissed that I couldn’t eat for a day before the procedure.  I was emotional.  I worried about getting sick and/or shitting all over the place.  I didn’t want to wake up in the middle of the procedure.

I just didn’t want the damn procedure.  Ever.

But I did it and I’m happy I did.

Honestly, it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.  I started drinking as much water as I could handle on Thursday, Friday and Saturday.   Flushing out my system early helped because I pooped three times on Friday and Saturday so that when Sunday came I didn’t really have the much to get out.  It was as if my body knew what it had to do and was helping me along.

I ate at midnight for the last time and I slept til 11 a.m. so there was only a four hour gap from when I got up til I had to start taking the pooping pills.  I really wasn’t that hungry.  (it was the commercials that made me want to eat something.  i never realized that there were so many food commercials on tv)  I had two orange jello cups and two cups of bouillon during the day and I was fine.

The test itself is a breeze.  The drugs were good.  I was in the middle of a conversation with the nurse in the OR and the next thing I knew I was back in my room.

I have three poylps.  One wasn’t precancerous, but two were.  The precancerous poylps could have possibly turned into cancer in three to five years.  I consider myself very lucky.

After my procedure I rested and watched tv  and gave myself a break for the day.

Please schedule your colonoscopy today.  It might not be a bad as you think.