Bland and blander

In the continuing and exciting adventures of My Body vs. the Medical Establishment, my colonoscopy procedure has finally come due; I report in first thing Thursday morning. I got some food advice on how to eat in the preceding days from the nurse who called me last week (no seeds, no popcorn, no fruit/veggie peels), and more from the internet: bleached carbs, simple proteins, and nothing fibrous. So today's boring meals have included a pastina/egg/butter/parmesan mashup, a bagel with cream cheese, canned chicken noodle soup, and a peanut butter and honey sandwich. Tomorrow's menu is all clear liquids, like naked chicken broth, clear fruit juice, and cold or frozen versions with not-red-or-purple coloring (evidently red dyes can show up looking like blood to the scope), which makes for limited popsicle and Jello flavors. I stocked up on lots of options at the store, but I'm guessing I'm still going to be hungry tomorrow. Plus megadoses of laxatives, yay!

It's weird (and hopefully not jinxing myself), but I'm more concerned about not having done my prep correctly than about what the results will be. My mom has had polyps removed in her later years, and my brother had obvious symptoms of something awry, so my odds seem to be better than that. I do know if there is any uncertainty or lack of clarity of the scan, like what happened to my brother, I won't shrug it off.

Wish me luck!