The day before my colonoscopy I watched a season of Girls as I consumed large sized mason jars of clear organic broth. At 6pm I swallowed the pre-op laxative and well…I’m sure you can imagine what happened next.
“Wow, fancy place.”
Sabrina had driven me to the surgical center in Beverly Hills and she was right, compared to the hospitals in the OC it was definitely tinsel town.
I was into a hospital gown, onto a gurney and wheeled into the operating room. I felt I had fallen asleep by the count of 3 and woke up by the count of 4.
“That was quick!”
My Doctor slowly came into focus. “Actually, it took a while, we found a mass blocking your sigmoid colon. You will need surgery.”
“Will you operate on me?” I asked through tear reddened eyes.
He smiled gently. “No, you will need a surgeon to perform the operation.”
I blushed and he smiled again. “I’ve put a rush on the pathology reports. I’m hoping we get them on Monday. I want you on a low residue diet, no more yoga and you need to see your other doctor first thing Monday.”
Still hazy from the anesthetic, I didn’t give much thought as to why I was being prioritized.
I guess they knew something I didn’t.
Love, Kerry Doyle xx
Photo credit: Me in the waiting room.
Love, Kerry Doyle 