Despite my good friend and regular contributor George Poleczech‘s most fervent hope and plea, there will be no photographs posted here today.
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Despite my good friend and regular contributor George Poleczech‘s most fervent hope and plea, there will be no photographs posted here today.
If a picture is worth a thousand words, then a thousand words is of reciprocal value. And I could easily pen a thousand words about colonoscopy and its equally distressing co-procedure: The Upper GI endoscopy.
My first experience with Upper GI was done twenty years ago without benefit of throat membrane deadening — which meant ten to fifteen minutes of retching, as my tormentor systematically fed that tube down into my gullet. A few days later the same crew gave me anesthetic and fed a different tube up my poop chute. At least I hope it was not the same tube.
As they began the drip they instructed me to count down backward from a hundred. I made it to ninety-nine.
I don’t know how many words this is, but you get the picture.
I’m glad you survived; and I look forward to show and tell because I know they provide pictures.
— George