As I mentioned earlier, I was a bit busy on Monday. Well, not just Monday but a pretty good portion of the weekend. Friday was a Covid test–negative–and Sunday was Mi Día de Mierda if you will.
Oh yeah, colonoscopy prep is just SO MUCH FUN.
“Actually, it was not fun at all.” /Morgan Freeman voice
The prep is absolutely the worst part. GaviLyte-G feels and tastes awful. It’s a sensory nightmare and multiple times I ended up gagging trying to keep it down. But no actual vomiting, praise Primus, so there’s that. No, I didn’t have any problems with the no solid food rule–I have a tendency to skip meals as it is on my days off–but draining four liters of GaviLyte-G is miserable. That’s not an exaggeration, either. Towards the end of the run, the moment I would see Prime with a full cup and a straw, my face would turn sour. Just the sensation of the liquid in my mouth was enough to make me want to cry. It was bad.
But I made it. I got through it. I don’t have to deal with this for another decade; apparently, everything looks fine in there. No polyps, just some routine “keep an eye on it and you’ll be fine” sort of stuff. So I’m good.
But that’s the major reason why I kept things fairly light the last several days. I had quite a bit going on and my anxiety was at an all time high so yeah, give it a KISS in this situation. (Keep it simple shithead, in my case.)
Yes, I’m okay. Monday was just me relaxing, recovering from everything, along with eating actual food for the first time in a day and a half. (McDonald’s lunch and dinner isn’t great, but I do enjoy their breakfast menu.) So I’m fine. But I’m really glad that I don’t need to deal with this again for a while. That’s a load off my mind.
Oh, and if you haven’t already: get your colonoscopy scheduled. The procedure itself really isn’t too bad. In my case, I slept through it. The prep is bad but once you’ve gone through that, you’ll be fine. Trust me, you got this. You’ll do great.