Unless I hear otherwise from the doctor, my BE results were "beautiful." I got a glowing commendation from the radiologist, who said I was the "most complacent" patient she'd ever seen.
I had been led to believe that a barium enema is forty-five minutes of hell. "I wouldn't ever want one," reassured the tech. "Not ever." But after the discomfort and outright torture of the sigmoidoscopy, a gallon of cool liquid coating the bowels was downright pleasant.
I don't yet know what's causing my troubles, but at least it's not cancer. Whee!
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