|That time again?|
Oh yes, I can no longer deny the inevitable. It is colonoscopy time again.
I had my last colonoscopy in 2011. My family on the male side, has a history of colon cancer. My uncle Sam and my cousin Jeffery, both who always refused to have colonoscopies, both died of colon cancer. I'll always remember what my Aunt Shelby (Uncle Sam's wife) told me when she urged her husband to have a colonoscopy. He said "No man is going to stick his finger up my ass!" Well, he's dead now. He was only 67 years old.
My cousin Jeffrey was only 49 years old when he died of colon cancer.
This year I will be 75 years old. I've lived a long time but I would like to live a few years longer. Maybe ten or fifteen years longer?
|I'll take another 24 years!|
I've had four colonoscopies so far. My second colonoscopy the doctor found two benign polyps. Although not cancerous, such polyps could turn cancerous if left undetected.
|Thank goodness I'll be knocked at at this juncture|
So here we go folks. While the actual colonoscopy is a "breeze", the difficult part is the night before when you have to take the prep. God, it is awful.
You have to drink four liters of a green solution (eight ounces every half hour) that tastes like lime flavored antifreeze. Then, and this the "best" part, once the solution hits, you peeing out your ass a black solution. Sorry folks if I grossed out anyone but man oh man, I'm not looking forward to this.
My first appointment is April 18th, to go over my medical history since my last colonoscopy. Here we go folks.
By the way, I called Medicare this morning to see if I was eligible. Oh yes, I am a glutton for punishment but hey, I'm not ready to check out yet. So I do what I must to maintain this aging body for a few more years of good times.