Well I survived the colonoscopy. Maybe not my dignity but most of me made it intact through the procedure. As Molly Ivins once said, “I’ve had blind dates better than that.” They gave me some really neat pictures but in the interest of good taste I’m not going to post them. I may send copies to my siblings in their Christmas cards this year.
Colon photos withheld in the interest of good taste.
After my last diatribe about the procedure I was about to do, Aunt Sue sent a message saying, “Google Dave Barry and colonoscopy.” I started laughing with just the word combination. The story is very funny, right on target, and worth reading.
While the procedure is, for lack of a better term, a pain in the rear, it’s an important screening tool. I came out clean and only need to go back in ten years. I overheard the person next to me get some less than good news and told to reschedule much sooner. Someone else was led with family members into the private consultation room. You know that couldn’t be good.
After the procedure we went up to Maple River to find a great-horned owl nest that supposedly has an owl on it. We found the nest, which wasn’t easy to do, but the owl never showed itself. While we were there we had two harbingers of spring, a killdeer and red-winged blackbirds. Both are very common here but it was really nice to see the first of the year. Snow in May is not out of the question but you know it’s going to get nicer. May have dragonflies in about six weeks. And by then I should be able to sit down.
Ed's and Lise's Biggish Years 