The "scope" of things

Gentle readers,

In the wake of my recent medical drama has come myriad medical procedures. The latest and greatest of which involve the procedures of endoscopy and colonoscopy. For me the worst part of any procedure is always the IV. Hate needles with a blind passion.

The gastroenterology center where I had my procedures done was great. Loved the doctor, loved the nurses.

For anyone facing either of those procedures, it's really no big deal. The prep for the colonoscopy is no day at the beach...it's more like a day on the toilet after drinking a couple bottles of Liquid Plumber, but still not the worst thing. They put you to sleep, send the camera crew in and wake you when it's over. Post procedure I'd have to say mild discomfort for a day or so but nothing noteworthy.

The bottom line is that while we have no idea what's causing my issues yet, we now know a couple of things that it's not. It's not Celiac Disease, which is good news. Beer can remain a part of my life. It's not internal bleeding either...also good news.

One of my friends commented that now I have enough footage of my insides for a short film. Watch for Inside and Out: the story of a lesbian with diagnosis unknown coming soon to a film festival near you!

Random Musing Item: You ever wonder about who/how people discovered certain foods? A couple that recently crossed my mind: Ice cream and bread...how do you discover that? I mean fruits and veggies and sundry animals I get. We watched what the animals ate and followed their lead I would assume. But how do we arrive at a multi-step processes that yield certain foods?