I've now come to think of my general practitioner as the flagmen or caretaker for my health. At every six month visit, he reminds me at the end of every visit with a countdown to my colonoscopy: it looks like five years until a colonoscopy John, well John 4 ½ years until your colonoscopy, four years to go until the colonoscopy, and so on. The day arrived, and at the start of my prep, I vowed to have the cleanest colon the gastroenterologist has ever seen, one that he couldn’t stop talking about in the break room for the rest of his working life. I didn’t wake up during this colonoscopy. The only memory I have of the procedure is smiling at someone I thought was the Gorton’s seafood fisherman wearing a clear face protective safety shield and arm protection nitrile gloves.

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