.... BUT, I have been poked and prodded by the medical community for the last four years, specifically the Gastroenterologists in south Florida.
It is a long and crazy story, but long story short, I have Crohns Disease. Crohns Colitis located in my colon, although Crohns can effect anywhere from the esophagus to the tushie. (sorry, ew). The first doctor woke me up from my first "procedure" to tell me she found a mass and that she was sure it was cancer. I should get my affairs in order. Dummy. Why would a doctor tell a patient that before biopsies return? Results came back negative for cancer.
I fired her.
Then I found a nice Jewish boy with a sense of humor. He repeated the "procedure" and told me I have this Crohns Disease which is incurable, but treatable....yadda yadda. I do not want to bore you with all this depressing medical crap. But I want to tell you about the very interesting thing I did two weeks ago with him.
I was experiencing extreme pain in my gut and since I was on the highest dosage of colon medication (which is where my inflammation has been occurring), my doctor wanted to see my small intestine to see what problems may be in there. He told me that an endoscopy goes down the throat and sees only so much. The colonoscopy goes up the bottom and doesn't go past the colon, so the small intestine is pretty much "untapped" He said that 12 feet of intestine can't be looked at with those conventional seekers. So, he set me up for a capsule study. Whuh?
I was to swallow a pill which had a strobe and camera and would take two photos every second for a total of 70,000 - 80,000 photos of my innards. This way the doctor could see what was going on. Watch it like a movie! Cool, right?
Well the pill was a honker of a horse pill, I had to wear a dorky strap-on gizmo that held the battery of the monitor and the monitor and those electrodes on my belly. Before I swallowed the pill, the technician waved the pill next to the monitor so they would initiate conversation, and then... poof, they were chatting the whole way down through my body.
Technology. Who'da thunk?
This is me, posing my stylin' monitor-wear.
Doctor called me the next day and said they saw ulcers in my small intestine and to switch my medicine and it would be okay. Yay. I have been on the medication and I feel great! Inflammation is harder to treat. Ulcers heal, and I love technology.
Hopefully this wasn't a "too much information" post that'll scare you away. Just keeping it real.