It’s not exactly a secret, but I have Crohn’s Disease. So not only do I get the pleasure of the symptoms that go along with it, but I’m at an increased risk of Colon Cancer. The longer a person has had it, the risk increases. So I’m on the 2 year plan for colonoscopies. Just the word “colonoscopy” is enough to make people, including me, cringe. So I’m growling at my jello, broth, and gatorade, and wishing tomorrow morning was already over. I’m not even entirely sure what number this is for me… 6, maybe 7? Not sure.

The first one was really traumatic for me. I was hospitalized with a severe flare and was handed the Prep around 10 pm, with instructions to be done drinking it within 3-4 hours. Go-Lytely. Ha! It was like drinking a cherry flavored ocean. It was truly a horrible experience, not helped by a less-than-sympathetic nurse. So each time I’m scheduled for another one, I panic and have to talk myself down. The procedure isn’t the problem. I never remember a thing. The prep is the problem. I’ve tried a few different preps at this point, and I’ve settled on the Miralax/gatorade combo as my preferred choice, if you can prefer such a thing, lol.

Anyway, my point is that even though I forget and build it up to some BIG HUGE EVENT in my head, the prep actually isn’t horrendous. It’s not fun, but it’s not the worst thing I’ve ever experienced. I think I’ve had worse nights when I’m in a flare.

Yes, I’m aware that March is colon cancer awareness month. Sorry, my colonoscopy didn’t fall during March.