Thursday, May 26, 2016

Nothing Sexy about SUPREP

I would like to be in bed by now. Despite my aspirations of keeping regular human hours, I'm just not up to the world of 12+ hour days, and I've moved past the eleventh hour now. The bed beckons me from behind the French doors, but it's the toilet that remains my main destination.

Which is also to say that there's nothing fun about my imminent dual medical procedure. From endoscopy to colonoscopy, the road my limited food options take is to be explored in full in the morning. Being able to view (and biopsy the hell out of) one's entire GI tract is clearly a technological and medical wonder, but my current level of bowel intimacy has left me uncomfortable aware of these inner workings.

There's nothing sexy about SUPREP, people.

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