I set the alarm for 647 am to be up to drink down the last dose of 'salty Romilar' by seven am. However, it was a restless night, and I was awake before the alarm went off.
Last night was probably the coldest night of the season. Temps in the single digits and windchills far below zero. Today and tonight we are in for more of the same. In fact, it was so cold that I had to bump up the electric blanket a couple of notches and pile on a comforter.
Drank the potion by 710 am and followed it with two hot 16 oz glasses of bouillon (I ran the two glasses of water through the coffee maker). And, I followed with two large cups of rather weak coffee. It says that I am to have no further liquids after 10am, and I will even stop sooner.
Mild cramping, but when it's time to go, it's time to go. Strangest sensation- feels much more like urination than defecation. Stool is getting lighter and lighter (in color), yet I doubt if it will become completely clear. Is this the goal? I just hope that I'm clean enough so that the doctor can get an unobstructed view of the colon.
902 am- I'm not even that hungry. I could eat, but I'm not ravenous by any means. And, I hope I am seventy-two years old before anyone even suggests this again.
Typed 3pm, Thursday- at home and after the procedure:
Joe arrived a few minutes before 11 am, and I didn't even see him drive up the driveway. He stepped in and we talked for a few minutes before leaving for the clinic. We were in the building at 1120 am, and went upstairs to the second floor, East Campus.
I checked in and Joe was given a monitor so that he could be reached when I was finished.
1145 am (when I was supposed to have arrived) I was taken to a small room and I learned that I would have to wait an hour to begin the procedure. As we walked down the hall the nurse said that I could have my driver wait with me, but I felt that Joe might feel more comfortable in the lobby. I should have given him some money to get a coffee or pastry.
I watched almost an entire episode of Flip or Flop and several segments of CNN. The original nurse, an anesthesiologist, and an assistant to the doctor visited me, and it was probably a full hour before I left the room for the surgical area. My watch and clothes were in a bag and I was wearing a hospital gown (minus a back) and I had no real idea how much time had passed.
They put me on the table in the surgery area, hooked up to the pain killer, and out I went. I didn't have any conception of time passing and it seemed like they were bringing me out in seconds.
The doctor came back into the room (I can't remember if Joe was present) and he said that four polyps had been found, but they were not big. But, he recommends that I have the procedure done in another three years. I was hoping that I could wait the full five years.
Joe drove me back home and I walked in the house via the front door with no problems. I made a pot of strong coffee and I just plan to hangout upstairs again tonight. Walking up and down the stairs would probably present an undue hazard since I most definitely will have a few beers later this evening.
I feel no soreness, gassiness, or any ill effect- just a little woozy and slightly unsteady, but glad to be done with it.
Su 12/18/16 Absolutely no ill effects and bowels worked regularly the day after the procedure. The biggest problem was the weather. On Saturday, 12/17, we got hit with the worst ice storm in decades. Westview was impassable and I couldn't leave the house all day. I don't think a weather situation has ever kept me inside- even at the condo. It's Sunday morning and I'm going to spread some cat litter on the driveway and see if I can make it to the FitClub later this afternoon.
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