dixie_belle
Well-Known Member
Yesterday was the day of the colonoscopy. Monday was the prep day. Ok, so I started around 2:30 taking the pills and drinking the stuff. No food for the entire day, just liquids. So I'm drinking, and drinking and lots is going in.....nothing coming out. Dinner comes and goes. I make a stuffed pork loin for hubby (gosh but did it ever smell good). Then, about 7:30 stomach (or probably something a tad lower) starts rumbling. And I start going....and going....and going. Honestly, I felt like the energizer bunny. Sometimes I'd go, walk toward the bathroom door and have to turn back around and go again. I couldn't even make it out of the bathroom! I probably stopped going around 1:00 or 1:30 in the morning. I couldn't sleep as things were still churning. Got out of bed around 5:00 and went again. And again when I reached the hospital at 7:00 am. LOL
So the first thing they do is have you get naked and put on this paper thin gown. Room temperature must have been 60 degrees. Hubby laid my clothes over me like a blanket I was so cold.
They take me to the operating room where they stick a large square sticky thing on my back to monitor my heart. They MUST have taken that out of the freezer because that darn thing was really, really cold.
Doctor comes in to say hello and I remind him to take a real good look because I am not ever doing this again. I mean, come on.......
Finally the anesthiestist comes in and gives me the "knock me out" stuff. I remember feeling a real nice buzz and then it was done. They ripped off the heart monitor thing (along with the top layer of my skin I am sure) and sent me up to my room.
The results? I'm normal. I kept telling my husband I'm normal but he simply refused to believe that!! Of course, I got the talk about drinking more fluid and eating more fruits and veggies (like that's going to happen.....NOT).
Hubby says I'll do it again in ten years because I'll forget how yucky the prep was. I don't think so. I tend to remember stuff like this. LOL
But I did get to lay around and nap most of the day yesterday once I got home although I had a heck of a time getting warm. I laid on the sofa with about 4 blankets on me. Then I got up and made a nice dinner, which I didn't eat because my stomach was still a little iffy.
Of course, I'll never be able to drink gaterade again.
So the first thing they do is have you get naked and put on this paper thin gown. Room temperature must have been 60 degrees. Hubby laid my clothes over me like a blanket I was so cold.
They take me to the operating room where they stick a large square sticky thing on my back to monitor my heart. They MUST have taken that out of the freezer because that darn thing was really, really cold.
Doctor comes in to say hello and I remind him to take a real good look because I am not ever doing this again. I mean, come on.......
Finally the anesthiestist comes in and gives me the "knock me out" stuff. I remember feeling a real nice buzz and then it was done. They ripped off the heart monitor thing (along with the top layer of my skin I am sure) and sent me up to my room.
The results? I'm normal. I kept telling my husband I'm normal but he simply refused to believe that!! Of course, I got the talk about drinking more fluid and eating more fruits and veggies (like that's going to happen.....NOT).
Hubby says I'll do it again in ten years because I'll forget how yucky the prep was. I don't think so. I tend to remember stuff like this. LOL
But I did get to lay around and nap most of the day yesterday once I got home although I had a heck of a time getting warm. I laid on the sofa with about 4 blankets on me. Then I got up and made a nice dinner, which I didn't eat because my stomach was still a little iffy.
Of course, I'll never be able to drink gaterade again.
