The written word doesn’t do my feelings adequate justice
I came in this a.m. for a colonoscopy. It was ordered for me due to a positive reading on a Cologard test. I have had so many tests and procedures done to me that usually I am at ease. For some reason, this time I was in a panic. I think the association of this test with “cancer” causes you to think in overdrive about all of the eventualities that diagnosis could bring.
I just want you to know that I am not sure I would have gotten through the procedure as well as I did were it not for the mélange of nurses, anesthesiologists, and Doctor, who I ended up having the pleasure of being cared for by. They all had a way of making you feel as if you were the only patient they had. I was very much put at ease by all of them. It meant a lot to me, and I would be remiss if I did not pass my feelings on to someone. I do think though, the written word doesn’t do my feelings adequate justice.