Sunday, September 16, 2007
Katie Couric did it, so can I
Hip Hooray, Yippee, I get to have a Colonoscopy!So I go in to see the doctor, to get a check up and establish history; now that I have some insurance, I should actually use it. Since I'm 40 now, they like to do the whole finger up the butt thing; in the vigilant search to find cancer. Well, blood in the stool, even the tiniest hint of such, could mean bowl cancer. Gasp!
Or, it could mean that, my insurance will pay for it if they refer me to their friend who'll send them a cut, all I have to do is deal with a couple of days of discomfort, and possible death, and as a bonus they might detect a nasty disease for which they can charge my insurance even more to treat. What a treat!
Needles to say, I'm a bit stressed this week.
I guess I can admit to being somewhat un-nerved by the chance of cancer, although I think I have been sufficiently desensitized by the media to that fear. I am more stressed by the re-kindling of all of my reservations about the medical establishment of our society, and how quick to cynicism I am, as demonstrated above. (Not quite paranoid-delusional enough to think that the doctor stuck the cancer bug up there during the exam.) Such disallusionmnt and reservations have meant that I have only seen a doctor like twice in the last 15 years. I have no use for them. You get sick, you take better care of yourself until you get better. Luckily, I've never broken a bone.
SO... Tuesday I get to fast, and use the drano, then Wednesday, we drive to Hilo for the anal probe. We'll post the video on Thursday. NOT!
O yeah, and for all of the random people who will browse by here looking for nude sailors from Google images this week: hows that for getting more than you asked for! heh. link | posted by Reese at 1:12 PM
