By Amy Gaspard I still remember my very first colonoscopy prep. I was in the ICU, connected to an IV bag on a rolling stand, in a hospital gown, and with a night nurse telling me that even though I haven’t put anything in my mouth for the past three days, I was now expected to drink an entire gallon of something foul to prepare for a colonoscopy.
I didn’t know what a colonoscopy was. I think I managed to drink about half the gallon before breaking down into tears, defeated, and begging the nurse to let me stop.
She shrugged and walked away. Fortunately, since I hadn’t been able to keep down any solid food for about a week, it was enough.
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