Oh my gosh, I'm leaving this record to remember how everything went later))) The procedure itself to…

Oh my gosh, I'm leaving this record to remember how everything went later))) The procedure itself took an hour, and Misha was waiting for me, he explained everything. And for me, it was like nothing happened: I fell asleep, woke up a minute later - and that's it, the procedure was done. I was still expecting the anesthesiologist to count down the time, and she tells me, "I hope you have a wonderful dream." Well, I was sleeping so soundly that I didn't manage to hear anything) I want to write them a review. Everything was very polite, you could even say caring. They asked, "Aren't you cold?" "Are you comfortable?" offered to adjust something. Overall, they were encouraging. Although I was so exhausted that I didn't care anymore, as long as it was over. But the preparation was really tough for me. I took the medicine fine, literally in 30 minutes, definitely not an hour. I drank even more water. The preparation tastes awful, of course, but I drank it in small sips without much trouble. Then they started cleaning me out thoroughly. And it felt like I hadn't gotten off the "porcelain throne" for three hours straight... By that time, for three days prior, I had only eaten sous-vide chicken breast, 1% fat-free yogurt, black coffee in the mornings, and two soft-boiled eggs. And right before the procedure, I didn't have breakfast - only liquids were allowed. I drank only water all day, plus a glass of apple juice and a glass of broth. And at night, I was literally out of strength. So in the morning, around 6-7 AM, I had to drink the second bottle. I drank that quickly too, in 30 minutes. And from 6:30 to 8:45 AM, I was lying right on the floor in the toilet))) Because I just couldn't sit on it constantly. I had absolutely no strength left. I arrived for the procedure at 11 AM. At 12:01 PM, I was already out to meet Misha. Sedation was just super. I didn't feel anything. I woke up very quickly. Without any problems. I had some kind of dream. I remembered it well, so when I went out to Misha, I cried... I dreamed of my 90-year-old grandmother - she is still alive today. Behind her stood my Polya, holding her by the shoulder. And grandma says, "Get ready, I'll be gone soon." And I love my grandma madly. Then she adds, "But don't worry, I'll always be by your side and protect you." I have one question left... Why was my child standing behind her there?... Perhaps my subconscious just brought out my fears. Long story short, my stomach is completely fine. They found superficial inflammation of the sigmoid colon. The doctor said to go to a gastroenterologist. But it's not serious. Surgery won't be needed, they'll just treat it. I won't even need a repeat colonoscopy later. I'm very happy with this result! So, once again, I wish everyone good health, because it's the most important thing.