So, there is always the wonderment of what really goes on during my bathroom visits... People kind of want to know but they really don't want to know. A lot of people think I exaggerate what I feel or what it looks like... I have started to think maybe it's not that bad. Maybe I'm just lazy and I feel tired because I am depressed not because I have something wrong with my colon...
Unfortunately, I got some unexpected verification... My husband has always been there when I get sick. He is willing to cheer me on during colonoscopy prep; he rubs my back when I curl up in a ball in pain; he just takes care of me, no questions asked. A couple weeks ago we were talking to some friends about how gross it gets when I'm sick and the question of what it looks like came up. I told them that only one person has really seen it. Before I was diagnosed, I asked my best friend to look and see if it is something I should be worried about... it was.
My husband had yet to see it... until last night. So, we have our own bathrooms- a must when we bought the house! I didn't flush after my last one because I was getting in the shower and I didn't want to turn the water cold... Well, I forgot to flush after my shower and Eli went in later that night... He was floored. So apparently, it is pretty gross. I won't give you the details but now he doesn't wonder what it looks like! :)
I don't even remember if it was a good sample or not...
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