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swingchickie12 hours from now, i will be home after my colonoscopy, hopefully inhaling a huge plate of shrimp saagwala from the excellent indian restaurant around the corner. YAY!
actually, i have to say, this whole experience hasn't turned out as bad as i thought it would. yes, the restricted diet for 4 days sucked. the dulcolax felt absolutely awful. and the liquid fast yesterday was a test of sheer willpower... at one point in the evening, i looked over at the ex playing videogames, and it was like in the cartoons where someone's stranded on an island and starving, and they look over at the other person and see a roasted chicken instead of a head. lol
i managed to choke down that second glass of liquid crap yesterday afternoon. the ex did a nice thing and brought home diet sprite for me, which tasted a whole lot better than the gatorade. i just kept diluting the mixture with sprite until i couldn't taste the salty medication part anymore. i'll tell you, diet sprite has been my best friend throughout all of this. i've been chugging it... had almost 2 liters yesterday alone.
the most surprising part has been my blood sugar. i fully expected that by this time, i'd be half-fainted on the couch. but it's held steady. who knows what i'll be like 12 hours from now, but at this moment i'm okay. which is very cool. and i get to look forward to the procedure itself... it'll be the most action i've had in almost 7 months. *chortle*
the cats have been total sweeties through all of this. they follow me from room to room, and when i settle down, they snuggle up against me and look up at me with their little fuzzy faces. it's like they know that i need the comfort. i love them so much.
actually, i have to say, this whole experience hasn't turned out as bad as i thought it would. yes, the restricted diet for 4 days sucked. the dulcolax felt absolutely awful. and the liquid fast yesterday was a test of sheer willpower... at one point in the evening, i looked over at the ex playing videogames, and it was like in the cartoons where someone's stranded on an island and starving, and they look over at the other person and see a roasted chicken instead of a head. lol
i managed to choke down that second glass of liquid crap yesterday afternoon. the ex did a nice thing and brought home diet sprite for me, which tasted a whole lot better than the gatorade. i just kept diluting the mixture with sprite until i couldn't taste the salty medication part anymore. i'll tell you, diet sprite has been my best friend throughout all of this. i've been chugging it... had almost 2 liters yesterday alone.
the most surprising part has been my blood sugar. i fully expected that by this time, i'd be half-fainted on the couch. but it's held steady. who knows what i'll be like 12 hours from now, but at this moment i'm okay. which is very cool. and i get to look forward to the procedure itself... it'll be the most action i've had in almost 7 months. *chortle*
the cats have been total sweeties through all of this. they follow me from room to room, and when i settle down, they snuggle up against me and look up at me with their little fuzzy faces. it's like they know that i need the comfort. i love them so much.
