What a fabulous way to start a new week...getting up at the frosty crack of dawn to drive to Indy for a colonoscopy!
I mean, really, can life get more exciting than that?
Since my rectal cancer 3 years ago, colonoscopies have become somewhat routine for me. I really don't mind them too much...it's nice to have the peace of mind that comes from a clear colon. Once a person has had cancer, there's always that lingering question in the back of their mind wondering if it's going to return. You never quite feel like you're completely past it.
I am pleased to report that the doctor only found one small (6 mm) polyp which he removed and told me not to come back for 2 years. (It will probably take that long for me to even think about drinking any more laxative-laced lemonade...the day-before prep is definitely the worst part!) Oh, and he also said my surgical site from my cancerous tumor removal looked good.
Perhaps TMI for you, but it made me a happy girl! A great report...
...from where the sun don't shine.