What I've been doing is fighting a low-grade, constant, panic attack.
I've been having GI issues for awhile now and I finally went to a doctor and they have been poking and prodding at me for the last couple of weeks.
Here's what I've learned about this:
1. Even though I was really scared of having a tube camera shoved down my throat, endoscopy procedures are no big deal. The anesthesiologist gave me something called twilight anesthesia which means you are awake for the procedure, but you have absolutely no memory of it. So if you ever have to do this, don't sweat it.
2. Colonoscopy procedures are torture from hell. Not the actual procedure, because of that handy twilight thingy, but the prep for it. Whoever came up with that should work for the government. If they gave those they suspected of terrorism that Golightly stuff, I'm absolutely positive they would reveal all manner of sins to make it stop.
When I read the directions and it said, "Drink 8 oz every 15 minutes until entire contents have been taken." I thought to myself. "Okay, I can do that. No big deal." But by about the 3rd serving of this stuff I was like, "Oh dear, I don't know if I can do this..." I mean we're talking a gallon of liquid people. And once the stuff starts taking effect... Well, let's just say that I have spent few nights in my life in that kind of discomfort/agony.
I wont go into anymore detail here. I don't want to scare off my 2 blog followers. The results that came after the colonoscopy? They found a rather large polyp that has been making my life miserable for some time now. They think it might possibly be cancer (! Yes I am a little terrified about this) and/or Crohn's disease. So now I have a 2 week wait to see just how much more misery awaits me. Tomorrow I have a CT scan that I get to drink a big helping of Barium for.
PS- We also moved Mr Boy into a Big Boy Bed and so far that has been going fairly well! YAY! Next hurdle is potty training...