Today I can only drink fluids like pop, black coffee, tea, and bouillon. At 3 o'clock, I will mix some Miralax powder with a half-gallon of Crystal Light and then take a couple of Dulcolax tablets. I'm supposed to polish the Crystal Light mixture off within two hours, then take more Dulcolax tablets.
I can only imagine how much fun this is going to be.
Yes, friends and neighbors, I'm finally getting that colonoscopy the medical people have been nagging me about for years; tomorrow is the day for the procedure.
Wouldn't you know, I developed a cold yesterday. I wanted to make sure that wouldn't interfere with tomorrow's activities, so I called. No, the nurse said, a cold wouldn't be reason to delay the whole business. I'm glad; I just want to get it over. Hopefully there won't be any polyps and I won't have to think about having this done for another ten years. I'll be seventy-six then, and I may just skip the whole thing.
Granddaughter Natalie told me that if I have to have this done every ten years, I'll be having it five more times in my life. She must think I'm going to live a long, long time.
There's a little cough accompanying this cold, and I'm wondering how that will turn out, taking all these laxatives and then coughing. Wish me luck. Maybe I'll just take my Nook reader into the bathroom and stay there, reading.
Everyone I've talked to who's had a colonoscopy tells me it's the preparation that's the worst part. I'm looking at the bright side: I figure if I'm going to poop that much after a day of not eating, surely I'll lose a couple of pounds... right?
Wish me luck.