I'm speaking, of course, about my colon. My soon-to-be discovered colon, unfortunately. I'm getting a colonoscopy on Thursday to try to figure out what in sam hill is goin' on. As I said to my transplant nurse, I don't *want* a colonoscopy, but if the only way to get some answers and some relief from my current predicament, then I guess I want a colonoscopy.
I have to start drinking that ghastly "prep" stuff tomorrow. And you know you'll get a weary review when it's all over. In the meantime, at the very least, I am proud to say that All I Ever Needed to Know About Colonoscopy Prep I Learned At Dubious Quality: