That finally happened this week. The preparation is always worse than the procedure and this time was no exception. I had to limit myself to a liquid diet the day before the procedure. As the morning progressed I became quite grumpy, especially when I got out of the shower and smelled the bacon my husband had cooked for his breakfast. I hauled out my sketchbook and sketched a cactus.
I had to drink the final 4 glasses of laxative 4 hours prior to the procedure. That meant I had to set my alarm for 6 am. While knocking back that lovely lemon-lime concoction I decided to document the day by drawing the stuff I'd had to consume in preparation.
When my doctor came in to see me, she asked me what I planned to have for my first meal post procedure. I didn't have an answer but told her I was definitely hungry and looking forward to whatever it might be. Everything went well, in fact better than the previous colonoscopies I've had. I must have had less anesthesia. I was alert, peppy, with no desire to crawl into the car and sleep all the way home.
I told my husband I wanted to go to the Totem Restaurant, a place up the road where my son and daughter-in-law took us for Mothers Day. It's close to the clinic. They have really good bacon and that appealed to me. We sat down in a booth, got coffee and placed our orders. I took out a tiny sketchbook I carry around with me and proceeded to draw the place's namesake totem pole.
All told, it was not a bad day at all for me. If you are 50 or older, and have never had a colonoscopy, GET ONE! The life you save may be your own.