Do I Really Want That Picture?

SOLSC Button


Last year I went to my doctor for my annual visit.  All went well until the end of the visit.  The doctor knew I was retiring and my insurance would change beginning in September.  He brought up the subject of a test he thought I should have.

 I admit that I wasn’t surprised because of my age and never having had the test done before.  You know which one – the one where you get to drink the most delicious concoction and not leave the house because you had to be close to the bathroom.  He asked me how I felt about this.  I could have said, “Thanks, but no thank you” or “It’s really a pain in the ….”  Instead, I said, “Sure.”  I knew it had to be done.

 He set me up with an appointment with the gastro guy, I mean doctor, in his practice.  I had an appointment to see him the following week.

 When I arrived for my appointment, I was taken back to an office by a nurse.  She took all of the needed information and filled me in on what I had to do and what I would need to buy to clean me out.  I never saw the doctor.  (I should note that he is one of Kathy’s doctors.  I have met him through her, but never saw him as a patient.  She likes him and he is helping her.)

 The day before the test I prep.  I will not go into details, other than to say that I didn’t get much sleep that night.

 The day of the test Kathy took me since I needed to have a driver.  I was taken back to the holding tank, I mean waiting/recovery area and prepped.  I still hadn’t seen the doctor. 

 When it was my turn I was wheeled back to the room where the procedure would be performed.  I vaguely remember the doctor coming but was out cold before I could say anything.  I still didn’t see him and I don’t think he saw my face either…other parts, yes, but not my face.

 When it was over and I was back in recovery the doctor did come to tell me how things went.  He said everything looked good and I was good to go for 10 years.  I was relieved to hear this.

 He then handed me a picture of what he saw inside.  I felt like saying, “I want this because…?”  , but he walked away.

So, what do I do with this picture?  Do I put it on the wall next to family photos?  Do I get wallet size prints to hand out to friends or pull out and show when other people start showing off their children and grandchildren?  I’m sure that would go over in a big way.

 I know, whenever anyone tells me I’m full of s**t I can pull it out and say, “I am not and here’s the proof.”


Filed under Uncategorized

10 responses to “Do I Really Want That Picture?

  1. Oh the pain of the prep! How kind to get a photo, my doctor didn’t share photos with me. Once again, you have filled your piece with so much humor.

  2. That is hysterical… glad you don’t have to go back for 10 years! But what the heck was he thinking giving you the picture?? Very funny indeed!

  3. Oh the prep for That Test is HORRIBLE! I did it two summers ago…but darn I didn’t get a picture! Made me chuckle, despite un-fun memories of my own Test…

  4. I am laughing and cringing at the same time! There is so much suspense here. Fantastic Slice.
    PS- I am not sure I would want that picture either!

  5. Your ending made me laugh out loud – and what a great use for the photograph!

  6. Love the ending! How creative 🙂

  7. My father died of colon cancer at 60 and I have had a colonoscopy every 5 years since then (6 to date). It is not fun in any way, shape, or form but I always feel so CLEAN after, not to mention lighter: physically and emotionally. I have never been offered a picture, but I think it would be interesting to see- though I am not sure I would want to keep it:)
    You are a funny lady.

  8. A picture…now that was an unexpected twist! Another common experience told with suspense and humor.

  9. Judy C.

    When hubby had his “test” last year, he too got not one, but a series of pictures. Since he was “out of it”, the dr. talked to me and gave the pics to me. I love your last line – most appropriate. Good for another 10 year – yea!

  10. I”m finally making my second appointment. I got my first at 51. I stalled a bit for the second. Turning 65 in August and really, it’s just the prep,right?
    Glad everything turned out well but dump that picture

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s