I’m going for a small bowl retrograde exam this morning (in lieu of a colonoscopy since I no longer have a colon.) It’s to look for any signs of adhesions, strictures, lesions or tumors that might be adding to my perpetual stomach and bowel discomfort. As luck would have it, I’ve been bloated and crampy all week, so if anything’s going on, they should definitely see it.
It is hard to stay positive and in a good mood when you’re in discomfort 24/7 for an entire week. I’m used to a little bit of pain or discomfort….I can’t remember the last time something didn’t feel uncomfortable or sore; it’s been years. But this has been a bit more and enough to make going to work and even trying to relax at home a bit of a challenge. Believe it or not, I try not to whine about it too much. Other than the big episodes, I don’t think most people know how often want to dope up on mood and mind altering drugs and rip out my insides with a fork. Unfortunately, I have none of those drugs, so I usually take some over the counter med to counteract whatever the issue du jour is and do my best to function or rest and stay as comfortable as possible until it passes or resolves. (You’d think with how often this makes it difficult for me to eat I’d be thin as a rail.) The problem is, as I get older, this status of discomfort is becoming more the rule than the exception and I can’t help wondering what’s in store for me as I get older and things get worse.
Lest I be accused of not finding a silver lining in all of this, if memory serves me correctly, today’s exam comes with a strong dose of sedation so I may just feel comfortable and relaxed for the first time in a week…assuming I’m not too distracted by the cold metal table, the hose up my butt pumping me full of cold thick liquid, and the constant direction to turn this way or that.
And, hey, I got a blog post out of it, so there’s that.
Enjoy your health folks. It’s a true gift.