WTF? pop, then blood after urine.

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Diverticulosis though, although not uncommon.

Only thing I saw that could be negative (with exception to the k-stones). No blood in feces?

Aren’t you a young guy in his 50’s? Guess what that means & seriously, don’t procrastinate on that one.

Done it twice now, never fun, but nice to be sure.

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Diverticulosis though, although not uncommon.

Only thing I saw that could be negative (with exception to the k-stones). No blood in feces?

Aren’t you a young guy in his 50’s? Guess what that means & seriously, don’t procrastinate on that one.

Done it twice now, never fun, but nice to be sure.

Yeah. I’m due for my second. Last one was five or six years ago. Funny story. When they are prepping me for the procedure, a fine young nurse, pretty as hell, is taking my info when I am on the cart under the blanket before going in. She asks me my pedigree, and gets to my weight. I’m self conscious about my fat lard-ass fuckin weight, so I tell her I’m 195 instead of 220. I don’t want to seem like a fat pig. She can’t see under the blanket.

They wheel me in, and put me out. At one point I woke up on my side on the table with the scope still up my ass. I didn’t feel it but I was definitely conscious. I said “shit, we’re not done yet?” Somebody said “he’s awake”. They did whatever and knocked me out again and finished up.

In the recovery room I told an old battle ax nurse that I woke up during the procedure. She said “you must have underestimated your weight”. I thought “Oh shit, that fine young nurse. I’m a dick”


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Yeah. I’m due for my second. Last one was five or six years ago. Funny story. When they are prepping me for the procedure, a fine young nurse, pretty as hell, is taking my info when I am on the cart under the blanket before going in. She asks me my pedigree, and gets to my weight. I’m self conscious about my fat lard-ass fuckin weight, so I tell her I’m 195 instead of 220. I don’t want to seem like a fat pig. She can’t see under the blanket.

They wheel me in, and put me out. At one point I woke up on my side on the table with the scope still up my ass. I didn’t feel it but I was definitely conscious. I said “shit, we’re not done yet?” Somebody said “he’s awake”. They did whatever and knocked me out again and finished up.

In the recovery room I told an old battle ax nurse that I woke up during the procedure. She said “you must have underestimated your weight”. I thought “Oh shit, that fine young nurse. I’m a dick”


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LMAO.

On my second, I got a cute, young nurse, which I did not want looking at my 60 y.o. bare ass. Last thing I remember is thinking the anesthetic isn’t kicking in and I’ll be damned if I let her near my ass (done in my best Christopher Walken voice) & I’m actually brushing her hand away. Next thing Im in recovery. It’s like time travel.

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LMAO.

On my second, I got a cute, young nurse, which I did not want looking at my 60 y.o. bare ass. Last thing I remember is thinking the anesthetic isn’t kicking in and I’ll be damned if I let her near my ass (done in my best Christopher Walken voice) & I’m actually brushing her hand away. Next thing Im in recovery. It’s like time travel.

exactly. i could never account for what i did that hour, except for the waking up moment in the middle of it.

When i go back this year, i am going to add a few extra pounds to my weight to make sure the anesthesia guy doesnt short change me on the gas mix.

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Jesus Christ, what is this, the geezer show?? Oh, it is? Well, let me in on this...

My 'procedure of which you speak', which, at 51, I have only had one of to date, was a damn breeze. I remember saying to the anesthetist 'see you la...' when the gas hit. Woke up only like 20 minutes later in recovery. Felt good, all things considered. Was hungry as a murf because of that whole clean yourself out the day before and no food the day of thing, but well rested and not TOO violated.

Now the flex sig I had like 15 years ago, that was not pleasant at all. And also a story for another day.

The flex sig, no, not at pleasant as all, lol.

The other procedure itself is a breeze, but mf’r, whatever that god-awful shit was that I had to drink to prepare for it . . .

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Yeah that was nasty. Like WTF, you couldn't have made it with something besides 'make you throw up' flavor??

I finally hit my limit & said that colon cancer couldn’t be worse than this crap (of course JK, but damn it was Horrific)

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The flex sig, no, not at pleasant as all, lol.

The other procedure itself is a breeze, but mf’r, whatever that god-awful shit was that I had to drink to prepare for it . . .

Holy shit. now i remember why i said i will never take that test again. that damn Ducolax in gatorade. torture. I remember the script said to pour the whole box into a bottle of gatorade. i called the doc and said they made a mistake because the directions on the box said to use like a tablespoon or something, not the whole box. he said "yeah, dont worry about the directions on the box, use the whole thing". nastiest shit. it made the gatorade have a texture of uncut antifreeze. borderline slimy. and everytime i had a bowel movement, it looked like a toilet full of antifreeze.

i remember now why i am not taking that test again. your post brought back memories.