Tomorrow (today, depending on when you read this) is the day I go in for my colonoscopy. I have been drinking 8 oz. of the foul mixture for the past six hours and am almost done with it now. I have, however, already been seeing the results of the whole thing. When I had my last one, once I started using the bathroom steadily, the nurses told me I could stop drinking the fluid. The instructions from the doctor, however, says I must use it ALL up until my bowels run clear. Hmm! Does that mean what I think it does? Will fluid start being what happens, coming out of my hind end? I shall see, won't I?
I can already tell you ... YES! It's beginning to happen that way. Plus, I am getting a bit of a tummy ache. Probably from the every five minute runs to the bathroom. *Sigh* IF and WHEN it stops, I am going to have to take a shower, I'm sure. I will definitely feel like it...LOL.
As you all know, I was not looking forward to drinking this stuff. The little lemon packet that came with it did NOT really help much. I DID lessen the foulness of it a bit but only a bit. I still dreaded each 15 minute interval regardless. It also did another thing. It gave me the chills. It got really bad for a while until I turned both my room heaters up to full blast. Although it was chilly outside (it never really warmed up today), because I had expected it to be a bit warmer, I had turned off my heaters this morning when I woke up. The cool room and the extremely cold drink (the Beast had the fridge down low to *help me out*), that combined to make me very, very cold. I was shaking so badly that I could hardly type when talking to Bratfink online.
It's started again for me but this time it's from the reaction to the forced diarrhea. That's all you can call it. I am horribly hungry on one hand due to the liquid diet and everything looked soooo good to me today. I will be starving (I think) when I am done tomorrow since I don't have to be at the hospital until 11am and there's no food allowed to me still.
I'm going to be up playing my Jewel game for several more hours, I think. I hope I know when my bathroom trip can stop. I will be tired since I didn't sleep well last night and didn't get a nap today either. Now that I am almost done with this *stuff* I have to drink to the *very last drop*, my worry over having to drink it has faded to nothing.
My son, Mustachio, the one that had the broken wrist that ended up having to have two major surgeries on (and was off work for 9 months!), was telling me that he's been having episodes where he suddenly will be pain-free in that wrist for short periods of time. I told him the nerves would heal but severed nerves grow very slowly. I believe I read somewhere that they only regenerate and reconnect 1/4 inch per year. It's only been a few months since he returned to work so I am happy that he's showing signs of healing well finally. He says he doesn't want to get too hopeful but I know he is! Hopeful, that is.....lol.
I am going to post this now since I keep having to jump up and run. Love you all and thanks for any prayers you might have said for me. I appreciate it. ***Hugs***
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