I wished I would have listened to my own words and got a colonoscopy when I turned 50, but I didn’t. I thought I didn’t need it and that it could wait.
I was wrong.
I have been sick with diverticulitis since last Monday. Pain in my right side (actually it felt my ovary was being ripped out), nausea, chills, and a full, tight stomach. I spent four hours in the walk-in clinic. It hurt to walk so I had to be pushed in a wheel chair. I had to have a CAT scan. I’m on two different antibiotics for fourteen days.
I felt like I was going to DIE.
If I would have had a colonoscopy I would have been informed that I had diverticulitis and this whole situation would have been avoid, but I didn’t think I needed it. The whole thing grosses me out so I didn’t go.
I wish I would have.
I could kick myself for not going sooner. All of my time, my husband’s and family’s time and the money from the walk-in, CAT scan, blood and urine tests, medicine and the follow up visit could have been saved and I could be running around instead of on the couch.
Gotta run. I have to call and schedule my colonoscopy. I have a doctor’s appointment on Thursday and I don’t want to get yelled (again) for not having one scheduled.
Now go schedule yours.