4th and goal

Today is my fourth colonoscopy. And my last. 

The procedure is easy; the prep is not.

Yesterday:

Drank two small bottles of Clen-Piq; one around 1:45pm and the other six hours later.  With a coupon, I paid only $162, but was told by friends it was worth it. Hard to know. It wasn't too hard to drink but the cloyingly sweet cranberry-flavored mixture was barely tolerable.

In all, I drank 98 ounces of clear liquids only:

• 8 ounces: Lemon-Lime Gatorade

• 24 ounces: Ginger Ale

• 24 ounces: Chicken Broth

• 32 ounces: Water

I was up almost hourly throughout the night.

Today:

Walk a mile and take subway to a place in midtown.

I arrive early, but procedure starts exactly on time at 9:30 am.

By 10:30 I am told that everything is great. No issues. And that I never have to do this again. I guess that's good, but it's also kind of sad to be aged-out of a colonoscopy.

My son picks me up. 

He even accompanies me home (because he needs something from the apartment, not because I need his help). 

We have lunch (him pizza, me steamed dumplings) and watch an episode of The Sopranos (we finally only have 3 episodes left; we started the series years ago (him for the first time, me for the second).

Then I sleep for the rest of the afternoon.

Mission accomplished.