You mean I have to stay up even longer?
I’m up at this late hour because I’m following doctor’s instructions to prepare for my colonoscopy tomorrow, which is now today. I have to stay up at least another hour: more pills to take. I have kept this grueling schedule to the letter, so it had better work!
I don’t know when the anesthetic will wear off, so who knows when I’ll write another post?
Ai-ya! I’m guzzling Gatorade, cup after cup, and I haven’t eaten all day, except for some Italian ice and a popsicle, both of which turn into liquids before they reach your stomach.
And that, I think, is as far as I’m gonna go with this. Patty says, “Imagine someday in the future, when one doctor says to another, ‘I can’t believe they did that! How did those poor people ever survive 21st-century medicine?'”