This week, I had yet another experience with the health care industry.
My third wonderful experience with the procedure known as a colonoscopy.
You know the one, if you are over fifty.
Starve yourself for a day, then drink five liters of a nasty solution that tastes like seawater, spend 12 hours in the bathroom, and then your reward is getting a long stainless steel tube.........
Well to put it mildly, it stinks, but it beats the alternative of perhaps having undiagnosed Colon Cancer.
I did find out I have severe diverticulitis.
Antibiotics for 20 days, and a high fiber diet may stave off surgery.
But if it takes surgery to be accepted by the transplant lab, so be it!
The difference between competence and sloppiness is sometimes startling.
My first two procedures were with our former GP, a product of the Canadian Health Care System.
He had no earthly business doing that type of procedure.
This Doctor was a GI specialist.
The last thing I remember was the nurse putting the syringe into my IV, and I woke up with Phyllis in the room.
No discomfort, and I found out later he only took 15 minutes to complete the procedure.
Everyone was pleasant, reassuring and extremely professional
He even showed me pictures!
Totally disgusting, and I will not post them here.
I sincerely hope that when our own National Health Care Act is fully implemented, that it does not degrade our level of care to that of our former Doctor.
Too few physicians trying to do too much with too little time and resources.
We shall see, as I fear we are stuck with it for the duration.
Here follows a picture of Ariel's dog Charlie.
It seems Charlie is a very popular Canine name these days.
And yes, he is spoiled! He expects a treat every week when Ariel get's his package of cookies from his Mom.
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