Well, not literally. Not yet, anyway, but I will be within the next four hours or so.
For those that want the gory details, tomorrow I'm going for a colonoscopy. This will be my first, and it is something one should (apparently) do when one is getting on in years to make sure that all is well down in the land of the Rusty Starfish.
Firstly, I'm not allowed to eat anything between now and tomorrow. Nothing solid anyway. I am, however, allowed to drink clear soups like Bovril and chicken broth. Sounds like fun, doesn't it?
Then, at around 13h00, I have to start taking a special drink to begin emptying the gut, so I'm pretty much housebound for the rest of the day after that. I've been told to not trust a fart. Sound advice which I will take to heart.
I also have to drink copious amounts of water during the whole treatment, but at least I can have energy drinks and the like and it doesn't have to be clear, tasteless water, which I really don't like.
Anyway, the doctor's receptionist has just called to confirm the time, so now I officially start shitting myself...literally.
Look after yourselves out there, folks.....be kind to each other...
3 comments:
Brother, I have no words, but not trusting a fart sounds like good advice! Good luck with the procedure!
That drink is bloody awful stuff 🤢🤢🤢
Good luck though and don’t sneeze 🤣🤣
The worst part is the cleansing. You will be under anaesthetic for the actual procedure so won’t feel a thing. Good luck
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