I had one years ago and I'll never have another. The anesthesia didn't take and not only was I totally awake, I felt everything. The dr. would push the scope about 6" at a time for 6'. I was literally screaming for him to stop but he said nothing and kept going. I felt him snip one polyp. The pain was worse than childbirth. When I was in the recovery room, the attending nurse came in and told me she was sorry. Fast forward many years: I was in a hospital and my dr. convinced me that I needed a colonoscopy. He used scare tactics to convince me that it was in my best interest to have one. I reluctantly agreed after he assured me that I wouldn't feel anything. I went thru the prep and it took 1 1/2 days of the most humiliating nastiness, in spite of having a bedside commode, I messed my bed 4 times. At last the big morning came, I was scheduled for 10:00 am. At 9:00, the dr. came in to tell me that it had been cancelled because my blood count was too low. He said I'd have to go thru the prep again. At that point, I opted out- forever. I truly mean it when I say that if I develop cancer, I won't subject myself to the chemo and radiation. I just want to be helped to manage pain. I'm nearly 76 yo and ready to meet my Maker and I choose to go my way. That first colonoscopy is as vivid I my memory bank a sit was all those years ago. Agony is not a strong enough word for what I endured that day.
I had one years ago and I'll never have another. The anesthesia didn't take and not only was I totally awake, I felt everything. The dr. would push the scope about 6" at a time for 6'. I was literally screaming for him to stop but he said nothing and kept going. I felt him snip one polyp. The pain was worse than childbirth. When I was in the recovery room, the attending nurse came in and told me she was sorry. Fast forward many years: I was in a hospital and my dr. convinced me that I needed a colonoscopy. He used scare tactics to convince me that it was in my best interest to have one. I reluctantly agreed after he assured me that I wouldn't feel anything. I went thru the prep and it took 1 1/2 days of the most humiliating nastiness, in spite of having a bedside commode, I messed my bed 4 times. At last the big morning came, I was scheduled for 10:00 am. At 9:00, the dr. came in to tell me that it had been cancelled because my blood count was too low. He said I'd have to go thru the prep again. At that point, I opted out- forever. I truly mean it when I say that if I develop cancer, I won't subject myself to the chemo and radiation. I just want to be helped to manage pain. I'm nearly 76 yo and ready to meet my Maker and I choose to go my way. That first colonoscopy is as vivid I my memory bank a sit was all those years ago. Agony is not a strong enough word for what I endured that day.
What about Ternal p.m. isit ok to take if the blue coating is cleaned off
Very informative and professional. Well done.
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Talk About Confusion......
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