My dad started bantering this phrase about several years ago and I have sort of made it my mantra. I try to find a way to make my life, and the lives of those around me at least pleasant, if not always fun. Of course, there are many things in life that aren't fun, can't be made fun and no amount of effort will make them fun. I'm not talking about those situations. I'm talking about everyday life, everyday situations and those normal, kind of mundane things, that happen. We need to make those fun! Make the best of whatever situation you're in. Try your best to make life fun. I'm not just about talking the talk, I'm about walking the walk. Warning - this post may be a bit more graphic than you're used to reading on a stitching blog..... You've been warned.
I'm 50. It sucks. I hate the fact that I'm growing older and my body, right along with it. I hate that I have to work so hard to keep my weight where I want it when I used to be able to eat anything and everything I wanted. I hate that at 50 years of age, the magic age, you have to begin having certain tests so that you don't die prematurely. Not going to an early grave is a good thing, a colonoscopy, not so much. But, in my effort to make as much of my life as fun as I can, I decided to approach this event in my life the same way. Today, I got the two for one special. Scoped on both ends - one scope for my ulcers and acid reflux and another for my colon.
Prior to my appointment today, I saw my doctor at his office and we were kind if yucking it up about the whole thing - cause lets face it, what else are you going to do when your doctor is your age (maybe younger) and you're embarrassed about the whole thing? Yeah, make crude jokes. But, like he said, colon cancer is so preventable, it's silly not to have the test. We continued to tell some rather crude jokes (and he told me some funny stories about things people said while they were under)
and when I left the office, the nurse out front said, "I have never heard him laugh so much or so loud." I told her that with a colonoscopy, you have to either laugh or cry. I'll laugh. Make the appointment, sweetie. Besides, I told her, "My ass is not going to look any better than it does right now." Every day, every year I put it off is an increase in my risk for cancer and a much greater risk for a saggy, wrinkly butt!!!
Last night, the prep work for this thing wasn't fun. The clean out, if you will, is probably the worst part. I tried to make that fun but there was no fun to be had. So, this morning, before we left for the hospital, I had Rob write a couple of messages on my butt for the doctor. The first one, in permanent, purple, sharpie said "Back door guests.... not the best!" And, on the other cheek, he wrote ".... having fun?" I told the nurse that was prepping me that I'd left them all a message and she said she'd never seen anyone do that before. Really? Nobody? Nope, not one single patient. I must be deranged. If the sharpie faded or blurred, I'd look like I had a giant bruise on my ass. Butt, LOL, after the procedure was over, the nurses and the doc were all laughing and having a good time. I was the first of the day. I hope I made their day a little more fun, I certainly helped make mine fun. Thanks, Dad.
And, btw, it's not that bad, the colonoscopy, I mean. The benefit, besides not having colon cancer, is that I dropped about 5 pounds. I know, it'll all come back, but today, it's FUN. I think I'll go weigh in at Weight Watchers... shhh.... don't tell! If you're 50 or over and haven't had this important test; do it. It's not that bad. And, while you're at it, leave your doc a written message on your butt - he or she will have some fun and so will you.
Remember.... "If you're not having fun, it's nobody's fault but your own!"