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Yesterday, I prepped for my first colonoscopy and gawd, that was awful. To those who've done it before, you know what I mean. To those who haven't had this procedure done, one day you will. Anyway, the wife took me to the clinic just after one this afternoon and I went right in and got ready. From everything that I've heard, I was ready to sleep through the whole thing and wake up a bit drowsy. Well, not I, says I! I asked the assitant if I could just fall asleep and she said sure, if you would like. But I was facing the monitor and though I never felt anything going into my body, I began to see what the scope was seeing and that looked interesting. I even shot the bull with the doc and his assistant while they were working. Didn't take very long and they removed 7 pollups in all, none of them looked bad. I was then taken to the recovery room and they removed the IV tube and took my blood presure. I was never groggy and was ready to leave right away, but I had to wait for the doc to come and talk to us. He told me that nothing looked bad, but because I had seven pollups, I need to do this again next year. The wife had five but she doesn't have to go back for five years. Since I had seven, shouldn't that mean I could wait for seven years? Anyway, I'm glad that I had that done and now I only have one more test to go on Wednesday. This is the one that I am more interested in because it is with a pulmonologist and he will be looking at a couple of spots on my lungs. Very small and I don't have any breathing problems, but my personal doctor wants to find out what this is now so that if it is something, they can get to work on it quickly.
I was only joking a month ago when I said well, I'm going to have that damned tube check out my bladder, and then turn over and check the other side. Now all I need is for them to put a tube down my throat. That just might be the case. I guess I'll never forget the month of August 2007.
As soon as I find a report on Wednesday's tests, I'll pass it along.
I was only joking a month ago when I said well, I'm going to have that damned tube check out my bladder, and then turn over and check the other side. Now all I need is for them to put a tube down my throat. That just might be the case. I guess I'll never forget the month of August 2007.
As soon as I find a report on Wednesday's tests, I'll pass it along.