You guys are all very funny! Yes, they told me ahead of time that they will be BEGGING me to fart! Yikes! It's humiliating the whole way around, but it's necessary evil. I dread drinking all the stuff, but at least it's mixed in 64 oz of Gatorade, and they SAY it doesn't taste as bad now as 15 or so years ago.
Colleen, when I had the lump in my breast (ex hubby found it, convinced me to get it checked out) the mammogram showed nothing. My nurse practitioner said she didn't like it, so ordered a needle biopsy. That probably saved me from what could have been cancer throughout my body. I'm very grateful for having the surgeons and nurses that did the chemo and radiation. No, it was not fun, but it was not bad at all! I never got sick, and I'm not afraid of having surgery.
In the end ... no pun intended ... we all need to have regular check ups at the doctor. Yes, they may find something, but hey, that's what we are paying them for ... to find it before it gets so bad it's a death sentence!
Yep, tomorrow, I get clear liquids all day, nothing else. Tomorrow evening, stool softeners, then 64 oz gatorade with Miralax, and then sit on the stool for the following 4 hours or so. And, then they say to drink more liquids. Ugh ... enough already. Early Thurs. a.m., boyfriend will go with me to surgery center. I should be out of there and home before noon easily. He wants to take me out for lunch. I told him have to see how I feel. May just want to have something light. But, knowing I'll be feeling fine, and since I took the day off, having the horse shoer over at 2:30 to trim/shoe my horses, get them ready for big camping weekend in 2 weeks!
Life is not about what we hide, it about what we find, and how we deal with it. Don't be afraid of what you find, be afraid of what you hide.
