Colonoscopy Post-Mortem

First, so as not to bury the lede: It went great, there’s nothing in my colon they are the least bit concerned about, and I don’t have to come back for another colonoscopy for a decade, which I think is an optimal state of affairs. Second, I’m 57 and really should have had a colonoscopy before this date, and I don’t really have any excuse for not having done so, other than laziness and procrastination. It took a one-two punch of a couple of close friends my age having (thankfully eminently treatable) cancer diagnoses to motivate me to get this thing done. My family doesn’t have a history of colon cancer, nor did I have anything physical that suggested I might have something to worry about in that area, but I’m at an age where shit happens (pun intended), and if it does, it’s best to have it dealt with as early as possible, especially down there. So I finally made the appointment. I have to say that none of it was as unpleasant as I had been led to suggest. The day-before prep, which…