I had my first colonoscopy today. The procedure wasn't bad. In fact, I don't remember much after they put in the IV.
The prep you have to go through the day before is nasty, so I won't go into detail. Just imagine yourself spending 12 hours on an overdose of laxatives.
Other than the Big Purge-a-Thon, my only real complaint is that I was sent home with a lovely parting gift - three very graphic photos of the inside of my colon. I was woozy enough from the anesthesia. This I didn't need to see.
Maybe it's because in my drugged stupor, I was probably asking over and over if they'd found my missing spare set of car keys.
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