The Best Meal I Ever Ate

I've just completed my second routine colonoscopy. Thankfully, I've dodged the bullet one more time.  However, as efficient, kind, clean and so forth as the medical staff was, WHY, if we can put a man on the moon, can't they make up a concoction for the "prep" that doesn't make you gag at some point.  The instructions are to consume the "prep" the day before in the late afternoon,  4 - 8 oz doses every 15 mins and then, again, in the wee hours of the morning.  It took all my will power to get through the afternoon session.  At 4 a.m. this morning I began to consider consuming this  utterly vile drink for a second round as instructed. It's is suppose to resemble the lemon/lime version of a sport drink.  Well, NOT!  It is like drinking soapy water with salt peter.  I can not say the word YUCK too many times. It is cruel and inhuman treatment but the exam does save lives and I tried to remember all those lost to colon cancer, so I muddled on.  There we all where at 8:30 in the waiting room, a jolly lot,  at the mercy of the American Cancer Society, doing what has become as routine as having your teeth cleaned twice a year.  If this procedure came up that often, I would expect some sort of revolt.  I ran into a neighbor, but was in no mood for  polite conversation, nor was he, I could tell.

However, the one thing that kept me going through this process was the thought of what lay after the procedure.  The perfect excuse for simple and ultimate comfort foods and an afternoon siesta. The recovery was my goal.  Damn the torpedoes, drink the hemlock, a baked potato and omelet lay ahead with lots of butter involved.  When it was all over, I never ate a better meal in my life.

What a situation like this does is emphasize the most simple foods and their value.  Those that raise blood sugar (not so naughty in the right situation) and provide energy (protein) and satisfy the tummy(fat).  Fiber and bulky vegetables were excluded for the remainder of the day  So, I left a potato baking on a very low temp early in the morning to be ready when I came home and was prepared to make eggs of some sort if I preferred. I ate both and they where divine.  There is no meal in the world as good as a simple baked potato with lots of butter or scrambled eggs.  Deprivation will straighten up your attitude in a hurry.

It's only ten years until my next one.