Not looking forward to tomorrow.
I'm booked for a Cystoscopy at 8:30 in the a.m.
I thought- it can't be any worse than the Colonoscopy. I'll get dropped off... I can walk home...
I've been told.
Apparently I'll need a ride.
There will be sedation of some sort involved, but no one knows how much or what kind.
All I know for sure, is that there is no preparation required- which is MUCH better than the Colonoscopy, and, according to my Nursing friend, a spoon-sized scope will be employed for insertion into a stir-stick sized hole.
I'm not looking forward to it.
I'll be going now, to practice my deep breathing techniques.
Out with the bad air, in with the good... Out with the bad air, in with the good... Relax... Slowly... Deep breath... Relax... Think happy thoughts...