Braemar Hospital and the Tawa Street Clinic team were recently featured in the Waikato Times online.
To read the full Waikato Times article by Geoff Taylor, Click here.
Excerpt from the article below.
Wake-up call mortally disturbing
Waikato Times online
By Geoff Taylor
Fasting the day before was difficult and the Prep Kit-C, which flushes the bowel out so they get a clear picture, wasn’t a pleasant experience.
The Picoprep-C sachet I dissolved into a glass of water and took at 6pm was a doddle. It tasted OK and was down the hatch quickly. I waited patiently for some sort of revolution to occur within me. I’d heard stories of people sitting on the toilet half the night so figured I’d keep a book close to hand.
By 9pm I was still relatively unaffected. It was time for the dose of Clycoprep-C, which was a sterner challenge. Again the taste wasn’t bad – it almost had a gingery smell – but consuming a glass every 15 minutes till the litre was gone took some effort.
Shortly before 11pm there was finally some action. I took a Patrick Lee thriller to the toilet with me but barely read a word. I was too stunned by what was occurring beneath me. It was a disturbed night; I got up five times, once or twice at high speed.
At 6am on the day of the colonoscopy, I repeated the Picoprep dose, unnecessarily it felt. I was well and truly cleaned out.
The actual colonoscopy was effortless as some very friendly staff at Braemar Hospital guided me through it. After a quick no-fuss briefing, I was wheeled into the room where gastroenterologist Jim Brooker and two staff were waiting for me. After a chat, I was turned on my side and drugs were administered. Five milligrams of Midazolam, 50mg of Fentanyl and 20mg of Buscopan – I must remember that combination. I was feeling at one with the world as Brooker suggested some music. I never heard any music and remember virtually nothing from the procedure.
And then it was over. Brooker was able to advise me immediately that my colon was normal and there had been no sign of any polyps. No hint of trouble and some years before I’ll need another checkup.
Some welcome peace of mind. When 3am comes tomorrow and that annoying switch in me wakes me, whatever worries might accost me, it won’t be the state of my colon.
Imagery by Peter Drury/Fairfax NZ