For my husband!! His only complaint on prep day was that he was hungry and he didn’t like the taste of the concoction he had to drink. His prep method was Bi-Peglyte which consists of swallowing 3 Bisacodyl pills and two separate litres of Peglyte sachets mixed with water. He was already going clear after the first sachet so he could have not bothered with the second one but to be thorough he went ahead with it anyway.
Driving to the appointment in the morning was no problem at all. Just like any other morning commute.
The scope itself? Walk in the park, apparently. He thought the sedative had little impact. He stayed awake, watched the scope, and felt a bit of discomfort but didn’t think it was bad at all. They found and removed one polyp but nothing that would be causing that mystery right-side pain (that I all along believe is/was a diaphragm muscle strain).
There was another patient being prepped at the same time as him who chose not to be sedated at all, so now hubby says next time he wants to go without, since it was such a piece of cake. Then he can drive himself home instead of having to arrange for someone to drive him (his co-worker in this case).
Now, I do love my husband and the major part of me is happy that he did not suffer and everything went so easily. However. There is a small part that is… Miffed. Jealous – why was it so darn easy for him and I suffer so much? Irked – next time I go through it he is going to think “What’s the problem? It’s easy-peasy, hon!”
