More news from the colon front, or shoud we say colon back. Bet you didn't think this would be something you would ever be reading. Frankly, I didn't ever think I would be sharing colon news.
Actually, it's just a brief story. I did have a colonoscopy. If you are over 50, it's a rite of passage and you too should know the joys of the "prep".
The only thing I can really remember is the doctor saying let's try a test dose of this versed. The next thing I know daughter Erin and some really nice nurse are trying to get me to stay awake so I can go home. I don't remember anything, which is great because this kind of experience is high on my list of things unremembered. Also unremembered that day, how did I get dressed and get home. Oh well, not to worry.
I got the results back yesterday and everything is just dandy. I passed this tidbit on to my bride and grumbled slightly because they said I needed to come back in three years, not five. My wonderful loving wife, who I have supported and cared for said, "Don't worry, you might not even be alive in three years."
Gee thanks darling what a nice way to end a pleasant discourse on the health of the lower bowel. But, she's right, I just hope she's not a prophet.