Not for the squeamish

If you cannot take colonoscopy talk-turn back now.  OK, you brave souls, so I dominated my first colonoscopy today at 3 pm. It was a long time coming. I have had stomach issues for years. In my own opinion, I think it's food allergies/intolerances, but it seems that peri-menopausal hormone changes have kicked it up a notch.I have put off having a colonoscopy for a long time basically because in 1992, I went to have a similar test,
but from the other end of my body, to rule out pancreatic cancer because my pancreas was swollen for some
strange reason. I had a severe allergic reaction to the demerol they used to TRY to knock me out and it was
NOT a good day. After the test was done, which did not work well at all, this is what the doctor said to me, "well, we don't think you have pancreatic cancer. Come back in 3 months for a cat scan and we'll see if it's gone down. Oh, and I strongly suggest you wear a medical ID bracelet for your demerol allergy. The next time someone gives you demerol will be the last."  THANK YOU and good day, doc!  >:o/   I only just learned, when I finally broke down and went to a gastroenterologist recently, that they do not use the same anesthesia for colonoscopies.Who knew? Actually, now I'm wondering if they really don't use it for what I had done 19 years ago but those docs got away without using anesthesiologists by using Demerol and Versed. Anyhoo, maybe I should elaborate on what DOMINATE means to me. Ya see, I am totally chicken of medical stuff. Had too many close calls and mishaps. It doesn't help that I feel so needed at home that it gives me chills to think what my husband and kid would do if something happened to me.....after they blew all the insurance money, that is. The anesthesiologist had been briefed on my underlying conditions, mainly my screwy heart rate, high blood pressure under stress and sensitivity to meds. He came in to talk to me and was SOOOO nice. I said, "Doc, I have a husband with cancer and a 13 year old kid. I need your "A" game today." Dr Patel put me at ease and told me I was gonna be fine. He even came in when I was in recovery to tell me my heart didn't do anything wonky and that Propofol was a safe drug for me. My doc came in and told me he removed a polyp and took biopsies of my intestines. Nothing worrisome. He said there is no cancer, and that when the lab determines which type of polyp it is, they will let me know if I have to go back in 3 years or 5. Now, back to the dominate thing. I did not walk in there like wonder woman on a mission from God. Nope. I had to take 2 doses of the most disgusting tasting stuff, last night and this morning. I took one sip of this crud last night and almost put the whole thing off. I got half way through the dose this morning and almost cried "uncle." Darn near hurled multiple times after I finally gagged it down. I complained around here just a bit about not being able to eat for 2 days. Hard at first, got used to it later, and I haven't seen my stomach this flat in years. I wanted to run from the building screaming like a little girl
while they were hooking me up to all the leads and stuff, but I STUCK IT OUT and dominated it the best I
could through some darn significant fear. So, my thanks to God that they found nothing concerning and that I
muddled through it all. Had lots of support from family and friends who have "been there, done that, " and helped me through, even if it was just to laugh at me while I ran to the bathroom yelling, "FIRE IN THE HOLE". Now, I just finished eating chili despite having not eaten in 2 days and taking 2 doses of turbo lax in the last 24 hours because sometimes, you just have to live on the edge.  :o)

Insert movie clip of Jeff Daniels in "Dumb and Dumber"  here.


Oh the heck with it, I'm gonna post the link for you REALLY brave souls!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wbDiujuv6rQ