Today was the day of my third scope in one year. Needless to say I wasn't too excited for another scope. Not because of the pain or the prep, but because of what it may or may not find. I also knew I wouldn't be able to eat for half the day which for me is bad news.
This is the first scope which I needed to do a prep since I had the pouch. All others had been done on a whim by the doctors. My prep consisted of one Fleet enema a few hours prior to the scope and no food after midnight. I wasn't too concerned about the enema. I've done plenty of enemas in the past. I was a little concerned about not eating for at least 14 hours. Turns out I didn't get to eat for 16 hours. I also take the train to my appointments which means walking the streets of Philly with no food and no meds allowed for any headaches that may crop out. Turns out my fears were for no reason, and I did just fine.
I was able to watch my scope by twisting my body around while the doctor went in. To my surprise I had a great looking pouch. There was just a tiny bit of inflammation just above the anastomosis line (where the pouch attaches to the bit of rectum left). My doctor was even nice enough to describe what I was looking at as she navigated through the pouch. Wow, how pretty it was!
So treatment from here consists of no meds for now! She prescribed some Cipro in case the pouchitis comes back, but gave me authorization to decide for myself when I need it or not. So I have a bottle of Cipro just in case and a follow-up appointment for October.
Of course my doctor's appointments are never all good news. I do still need to see my surgeon for the abscesses that were found at my last MRI. I was hoping since everything was going so well, it could just be ignored. But I was not so lucky, and was lectured for not making an appointment sooner. My appointment is scheduled for July 3rd. It's another waiting game to see what will happen next. In the meantime I will celebrate the good news tonight with some good beer.
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