Archive for August 14th, 2009

I love his spirit. He went to the bedroom to get his book and returned with an empty water glass but no book.

As he came down the hall, he was pleased with himself, “There, that’s done.”

Mission accomplished in his mind. I do love this dear man who does not deserve this awful disease, course, no one does.

I wonder and hope that someday Alzheimer’s will be curable, maybe not in our life time but hopefully.

We are having a quiet evening. He wouldn’t agree to eat a “real dinner” so I made ham sandwiches. Tried to get a salad into him but no way. The great thing is, probably in an hour or so, I will set a salad down before him and he’ll eat it.

Incredibly, he remembers my ordeal (2 days ago) sitting on the john for hours – it’s quite amazing as usually anything recent is gone immediately. My Sis always says he remembers anything really good or really bad.

Just now I suggested he put his reading lamp on. He fumbled around for a moment and I told him it’s easier to stand up to reach under the shade. “Work, work, work,” then he smiled.

I kind of joked about my scan and the prep. After all is said and done, I urge everyone to request this screening test from their physician.
A couple points, to make life easier if you choose to go ahead:
(1) clear your day because you will need to stay home, very close and/or on the biffy.
(2) do drink all the water required/suggested in the pre-med notes and maybe a tad more –
(3) have clear apple juice/ broth on hand
(4) you will require medication cream for “rectal irritation” – yeah, well, I think I made the Guinness World book for irritation. Be prepared.
(5) Maybe it was just me, but line your car seat with a garbage bag or something, layer bath towels over that. You will probably require this scenario to get home.
(6) Our hospital does not let you repose in peace for a bit after the scope, “Bye, have a good day, next victim, please.” As I smugly walked thru the lobby I had a melt down of major proportions – with no warning and no way to prevent it, I soaked my slacks with fluid. Luckily the washroom was nearby and I ducked in to clean up and stuff major amounts of paper towel in my slacks til I got to the car – where I removed my slacks and rode home in my pink lace panties – sorry if I have offended anyone but I wish I’d been told this could happen.(Be prepared)
(7) The Doc and RN were wonderfully great to me and very friendly. When I walked out of the op, the next victim sat, looking at me intently, trying to read my face. I debated whispering “Run, run while you can” but just left with a feeling of gratitude and relief.
(8) Forgot to mention, no medical problems. I am grateful for that.

So, go book your appointment now.
I saw an ad re:colon cancer: dying of embarrassment – well put.
(PS someone humorously suggested I should have cut 2 holes in a garbage bag and just worn that for after the scope – maybe a good idea:)