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.