Yesterday, my spouse and I were checked in, and then we were taken to a private room. People came and went, asking questions, explaining procedures, hooking me up to machines, putting in the IV line. Soon enough, we were on our way to the procedure room. And then, soon enough it was over.
I was grateful for the wheelchair ride to my car. I was grateful for my spouse who took good care of me. I was very grateful that I had an unscheduled afternoon so that I could take a nap. And of course, I'm most grateful that nothing was wrong and that nothing went wrong.
My doctor found and removed some polyps. I don't know of anyone who has had a colonoscopy who hasn't had polyps removed. My spouse did some internet searching and discovered that a polyp has a 24% chance of turning cancerous, so I'm happy to have them removed.
I am most grateful that I'm not being punished for my delay in getting this preventative care task done. I had a colleague who went through a dreadful ordeal, which you can read about on his blog; he ultimately died. I wouldn't wish his ordeal on my worst enemy. So I was relieved to find out that nothing had grown out of control while I didn't get a colonoscopy.
I took the rest of yesterday off. I had thought I might do some sermon writing or some work on my online classes or go for a walk. Instead, I took a long nap, followed by a trip to the grocery store. We ate steak for our midafternoon meal, and watched mindless cooking competition shows until it was time to go to bed again. By later afternoon, I was able to do a bit of sewing which soothed me in the way it often does.
And now it's time to attend to other tasks, the work of the week--but first, a walk!
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