I had another colonoscopy. No matter how many I've had, there is still a nervousness about the procedure. So after prepping me they wheeled me into the colonoscopy room. The room had machines, computers, and on the wall framed pictures of intestines, and anal cavities.
After a twenty minute nervous wait, the Doctor finally enters the room and says to me.
“We are going to give you a mild sedative. It will not knock you out. But it will relax you. And you will feel my probe moving around your intestine.”
I wanna be knocked out.” I told her.
“No. We don’t do that anymore. We find it’s better for the procedure to just relax the patient. Don’t worry. You’ll be fine.” She says.
“But I want one of those happy drugs.”
“Don’t worry.” The Doctor says trying to reassure me. “You’ll be fine.”
Now I’m really nervous. Then the doctor says to me as I‘m laying there with a tube in my nose, and an intravenous feeding my body with a not so happy drug.
“I need to tell you the possible problems you may encounter during the procedure.” The Doctor says.
“But I don’t wanna feel anything.” I said.
“You’ll be fine.” She reminded me.
“Now let me explain the possible problems.”
She leaned closer and said.
“You may end up with a lacerated intestine. In which case we would have to perform emergency surgery. Do you understand?”
“But I want.”
“You could end up with a ruptured spleen. Do you understand?”
“But I want.”
You may end up with a situation where you’ll need to wear a colostomy bag for the rest of your life.” Do you understand?”
“But I really want.”
“In case of an extreme situation you may end up with excessive bleeding which means you’ll need a blood transfusion…and could end up with hepatitis or HIV positive. Do you understand?”
“Please give me that happy drug.”
“You’ll be fine though. Now, do you still want the procedure done?” She asked.
I reluctantly nodded yes.
And she was right about one thing. With that 4 foot, long tool, the anal Doctors use I felt every turn she made inside my intestine.
And then after what seemed like hours, the procedure was finally over.
After a twenty minute nervous wait, the Doctor finally enters the room and says to me.
“We are going to give you a mild sedative. It will not knock you out. But it will relax you. And you will feel my probe moving around your intestine.”
I wanna be knocked out.” I told her.
“No. We don’t do that anymore. We find it’s better for the procedure to just relax the patient. Don’t worry. You’ll be fine.” She says.
“But I want one of those happy drugs.”
“Don’t worry.” The Doctor says trying to reassure me. “You’ll be fine.”
Now I’m really nervous. Then the doctor says to me as I‘m laying there with a tube in my nose, and an intravenous feeding my body with a not so happy drug.
“I need to tell you the possible problems you may encounter during the procedure.” The Doctor says.
“But I don’t wanna feel anything.” I said.
“You’ll be fine.” She reminded me.
“Now let me explain the possible problems.”
She leaned closer and said.
“You may end up with a lacerated intestine. In which case we would have to perform emergency surgery. Do you understand?”
“But I want.”
“You could end up with a ruptured spleen. Do you understand?”
“But I want.”
You may end up with a situation where you’ll need to wear a colostomy bag for the rest of your life.” Do you understand?”
“But I really want.”
“In case of an extreme situation you may end up with excessive bleeding which means you’ll need a blood transfusion…and could end up with hepatitis or HIV positive. Do you understand?”
“Please give me that happy drug.”
“You’ll be fine though. Now, do you still want the procedure done?” She asked.
I reluctantly nodded yes.
And she was right about one thing. With that 4 foot, long tool, the anal Doctors use I felt every turn she made inside my intestine.
And then after what seemed like hours, the procedure was finally over.
