A Riddle For You, Dahling
Here’s a riddle of sorts: An early lunch will be my last meal of the day, I’m looking at a bottle of Magnesium Citrate Oral Solution sitting on my desk, and I’m already feeling a bit anxious. What’s happening tomorrow?
Some of you no doubt have been where I am, planning that same “last meal”, preparing to drink said Magnesium Citrate, feeling similar levels of anxiety.
Well, if you said building a snow man, I’m sorry but you’re wrong.
Going to the dentist? Nope.
Here’s a hint: the full name on the label of my little 10 oz. lemon-flavored cocktail is Mangesium Citrate Oral Solution Saline Laxative.
Ahhh, now you got it. Tomorrow morning I’m having a sigmoidoscopy done. Wonderful day it will be! (Read boucoup sarcasm)
I get a kick out of this oral solution stuff. They try to flavor it but it’s still nasty. I’ve only ever tried the cherry flavored which tastes like you stuffed your mouth with Luden’s cherry cough drops. The lemon should be heavenly. I’m thinking a mouth full of Lemonheads. It’s funny, too, how they market this stuff. On the label it says “The Sparkling Laxative.”
I guess this is the laxative for the rich and cultured: “Here, dahling, have the spahkling laxative.”
Anyway, the anxiety comes not from my sparkling friend staring back at me and looking oh so refreshing but from the test itself. No, I really don’t mind the procedure, the actual sigmoidoscopy. It’s uncomfortable, yes, and totally unnatural, but like I mentioned in an earlier post, compared to chemo it’s a breeze. The anxiety arises from the anticipation of the results of the procedure.
I know I shouldn’t be anxious. Really, I do, but ask any cancer survivor and you’ll find the same emotion surrounding each follow-up test whether it be an MRI, CAT scan, blood work, or infamous sigmoidoscopy. Because we all know the reality is that this monster could come back and hopefully, prayerfully, one of these tests will find it early.
My procedure is at 8:00 tomorrow morning. Tonight, I enjoy my spahkling laxative, dahling.