Failing to Prepare Is Preparing to Fail

Failing to Prepare Is Preparing to Fail
I’m spending this 105-degree Sunday afternoon throwing back a few cold ones. As much as I’d like to say I’m enjoying icy margaritas on this sweltering day, I’m spending the next few hours drinking 8 ounces of GaviLyte-C, a colon-cleansing “cocktail,” every 15 minutes to prepare for my colonoscopy tomorrow morning. I usually write my column on Monday before publication, but because I’ll be sleeping off the anesthesia, I thought I should write it a day early while I’m coherent. At the beginning of my Crohn’s journey, I had a colonoscopy every two years. But when my father was diagnosed with colorectal cancer in 2012, my gastroenterologist became more cautious of my health and now schedules me to have a colonoscopy every year, along with an upper endoscopy every two years. Call me strange, but I actually enjoy getting colonoscopies. When I was teaching full time, I would schedule the procedure for a few days after submitting students’ final grades for the semester. After an entire academic year of long nights and weekends grading student work, I looked forward to the 30 minutes or so of heavy sedation. I would wake up feeling so relaxed that I would tell my husband it was the best sleep I got the entire year. The colonoscopy itself is a breeze. I don’t even mind drinking the gallon of medication that sends me running to the b
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