Posted on November 28, 2012
I was debating whether or not I should blog about this, but Mike pointed out the fact that I really like to read these kinds of posts. So in the spirit of keeping it real, here it is.
The visit with my doc went really well. It helps that he’s really calm and easy to talk to.
He decided to cancel the endoscopy (<-I knew I’d get out of it) & gastric emptying test because after talking more, we both don’t think it’s an upper GI issue. He has it narrowed down to two things, but leaning towards IBS.
We went over the MRI and he showed me the pictures and we think we have a game plan. He showed me my spleen, kidneys, stomach, liver and then he pointed out my colon.
Then he sent me home with a prescription for this lovely cocktail. We shall call it poop Juice.
Ain’t he nice!? Total cleanout.
Then Mike had the balls to ask “so she shouldn’t leave the house…” and my doc quickly replied “oh no, nooooo stay home.” Thanks honey, your a peach.
Then Mike reminded me of this!
Yeah, it’s going to be a party.
At least he was nice enough to tell me to throw the flavor packet it came with away and mix it with Crystal Light or Ginger Ale.
He even gave me an anti nausea med just in case, because we all know I can’t deal with yacking. Or yackers for that matter.
So I’m armed and ready for tomorrow to be over already. And it’s not even here.
Now you have to spill:
Have you ever drank the poop juice? That was a trick question because you are only allowed to tell me positive things.
Tell me something embarrassing so I don’t feel so dumb.
Tell me something your looking forward to!