Saturday, May 31, 2014

The CT Scan

So I have the most amazing colorectal doctor ever. Did you know that a colorectal doctor exists? Yeah, I'm learning new fun things every day! Ha. His office has been amazing. They set up my CT scan the day after my colonoscopy - like I called that morning and said I wanted it as soon as possible and she called me back and told me I could go within the hour. It was pretty incredible. I'm not used to such prompt responses from a doctor's office. Maybe it's because I'm 31, a mother of 4, and I have cancer. Pretty sure that might be why ;) 

I was unprepared for just how disgusting the drink is that they make you drink before the CT scan. I wish I could have video taped me trying to drink these two huge jars of "creamy vanilla smoothie." Smoothie my big fat diseased butt. It was awful. I almost puked it up at least 5 times. I kept trying to picture how embarrassing that would be, to puke all over the waiting room tile floor, surrounded by people at least 40 years older than me. I'm pretty sure all these old people were looking at me and wondering why I was there. 

Trust me people, it's weird to me that I'm there too. 



The CT scan itself was pretty painless. Breathe in, hold your breath, breath out. When they injected the dye or whatever, it gave me a super funny taste in my mouth and made me feel super hot all over my body. The worst part was getting the IV - two IV's in two days. As she was putting in the IV - I thought to myself "I should probably get used to having IV's." 

I have fabulous veins and also wondered if they would be all worn out once this process is over. Of all the things to worry about, that is pretty random right? Worried that my veins would be no good. It's amazing, all the things that I can manage to worry about in any given moment. 

The creamy smoothie gave me a super upset stomach all day long. Oh, and it's one side effect was diarrhea. Ironic and horrible since to prep for the colonoscopy I had diarrhea for 7 hours straight. Not cool vanilla creamy smoothie. Not cool. 

Oh, and if you are uncomfortable with me saying things like colon or rectal or colorectal or butt or diarrhea or blood or colostomy bag or puking or stool - you probably might want to move right along. I waited too long to talk to my doctor (or my husband for that matter, or, well anyone) because I was too embarrassed to talk about my butt problems and now all those words are going to be in my immediate future so if you can't handle it, it's ok, but I just gotta get over it because I didn't get a sexy cancer, I got butt cancer and with that comes all those fun words and it's probably about time I get over them. 




PS - My super amazing colorectal doctor's office called me within a half hour of me getting home from the CT scan and we got some great news - the tumor is isolated to just the colon area which means the cancer has not spread!! Prayers answered, hallelujah. 

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