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It’s All Fun and Games Until It’s Time To Have a Colonoscopy
Here’s everything that led to the oopity poopity
I shat the bed the morning of my colonoscopy.
No joke. This happened in the summer.
We’re all adults here, right? We can talk shit, can’t we?
If you follow me, you know that I typically like to write about pop culture topics, like Star Wars and video games, and occasionally, I’ll try to channel my inner comedian to write funny stuff about being a creator on Medium. But today, I must interrupt my usual drivel to bring you this special news bulletin about my health and medical shenanigans.
Last summer was a whirlwind. I was in and out of doctor’s offices more times than a hypochondriac with health issues.
It’s pretty safe to say that I’ve lived the opposite life of a health-conscious person. I’m not proud of it. I always tell myself I need to do better and try to, but I always fall off the bandwagon.
Oh, those guilty pleasures of mine.
I can hoover a big bag of potato chips in one sitting.
