July 7, 2022
Tomorrow’s the day, but today is the prep.
It is carefully planned, I must follow each step.
My diet’s controlled, I can’t eat what I please.
I think I can do it, I hope I don’t sneeze.
I tank up on liquid, I force it all down.
It looks like an ocean, I hope I don’t drown.
The procedure’s tomorrow, the worst is today.
You’d think that by now they’d have found a new way.
I questioned the doc, “Is this something I need?”
He explained it’s importance, I finally agreed.
I gave my permission to probe all around.
I hope in the end that our judgment was sound.
As visions of torture play tricks in my head,
The word colonoscopy conjures up dread.
Fun! Hope that all goes well in the procedure and the results. Take care, John.