Well the rigorous diet I put myself on for two days paid off. By the time I took the laxative (three Ducolax) I no longer needed it! Woke up to the alarm at 3:30 this a.m. and by 4:30 had taken the prescribed saline (Fleet) enema. Funniest thing, the liquid in the bottle went in very easily (first time) but I have no idea where it went! Nothing leaked. The liquid was gone! Even a trip to the toilet produced nothing! Oh, well!
Left the house at 5:15 a.m. and arrived at the endoscopy center at 6:00....the time of my appointment. Monday morning after a two day weekend seemed to have left the staff a bit "discombobulated". Seemed to have forgotten where everything was!
Oh, the anesthesiologist arrived and I gulped. He looked young enough to be my grandson! And reminded my of my son when he was younger and stayed up too late during high school so that when he left for school he looked like he had just rolled out of bed. My fears were unfounded. I'm here to tell about it!
Well, the upper endoscopy was first and I did need anesthesia for that procedure. Propofol was mentioned and you know what went through my mind! Actually, it was Propofol I had when I had my hysterectomy about a year ago. Since I'm here to tell about it, it must have been fine. Actually, what I really like about it is that when I woke up I felt alert and totally fine....not groggy. Guess that is why "other people" like(d) it, as well!
Chose not to have sedation during the lower endoscopy. No need. It's fast and easy. Besides I like watching it on the monitor. Get to see my J-pouch in real time.
So, now I'm home....feeling like I have a lump in my throat (biopsies). Italian ice feels great. Hot coffee feels great! Hungry for real food but my throat says, "Not yet."
I'm looking forward to my first real meal!
