In 36 minutes i shall take the 1st of 2 violently strong laxatives which will begin my 24hour journey into the unknown. Actually, not quite correct, as i had a similar experience 8 years ago, and i vowed then NEVER AGAIN.
But needs must, and I'm steeling myself to spend the next 18 hours or so on my favourite loo, emptying out more crap ( excuse the pun) than even my greatest enemies thought I had in me.
I have known this was on the cards for some time, but even though the appointment was made 3 weeks ago, the reality of the situation is only just sinking in.
Good news will be the doctor telling me that I have IBS, liveable news will be Colitis, less liveable will be Chrones and anything worse than that doesn't really bare thinking about.
Well now that I've got that off my chest , let's get the rest out of my bowels!