It felt like really thick water. That's what the instructions came down to for me as well, drink a half gallon in two hours. They just through 2 liters in because they are morons.
They also had me starting mine a little late, too close to bed time so it was tenuous idea whether I should go to bed when I could still have an eruption.
I did have a little trepidation going in. It's never good knowing you are going to be unconscious in a little bit in other's people's control. I don't like that. Although, they did have a cello player in the waiting room to lull us with her playing.
The surgery went fine. I actually woke up half way through and got to see the visuals of the camera going through the colon on the TV next to my head. I don't know if that was the plan or not. And actually, the visuals seem a bit hazy at the moment. I'm having hard time bringing them into focus. I remember clearly them removing the IV and pulling off the oxygen feeder from underneath my nose. I remember the ride back to post-op, as well.
Here's another tip. Don't go right to the grocery store from the surgery no matter how hungry you are. I bought way too much junk food in my altered condition. I'm guessing it's akin to having the munchies. Anyway, I currently have plenty of bad food I don't have a desire to eat.
To recap: no polyps. They will see me again in seven years.
They also had me starting mine a little late, too close to bed time so it was tenuous idea whether I should go to bed when I could still have an eruption.
I did have a little trepidation going in. It's never good knowing you are going to be unconscious in a little bit in other's people's control. I don't like that. Although, they did have a cello player in the waiting room to lull us with her playing.
The surgery went fine. I actually woke up half way through and got to see the visuals of the camera going through the colon on the TV next to my head. I don't know if that was the plan or not. And actually, the visuals seem a bit hazy at the moment. I'm having hard time bringing them into focus. I remember clearly them removing the IV and pulling off the oxygen feeder from underneath my nose. I remember the ride back to post-op, as well.
Here's another tip. Don't go right to the grocery store from the surgery no matter how hungry you are. I bought way too much junk food in my altered condition. I'm guessing it's akin to having the munchies. Anyway, I currently have plenty of bad food I don't have a desire to eat.
To recap: no polyps. They will see me again in seven years.
As a matter of fact, my anger does keep me warm