The But Dr. and I

     I had made an early appointment, hoping for close parking.  The area was one that I was not at all familiar with so was a little trepidatious.  Made with plenty of time to spare.  Now I searched for parking.  It had become critical for me to get close parking, because of how much energy it simply took me to move.
     Long story short I got a spot and it took about 10 minutes to enter the building.  Tired, feeling like I was rolling, onward I went.  Of course I didn't realize the But Dr. was on the opposite side.  The building was nice, sort of open, and had benches to rest.
     She was a very nice But Dr.  She smiled and said asked if I remembered we'd met in the ER.  I said yes and countered with "As I said I was waiting on word from my cardio dude.  When he said I needed this I presented your card and he said you were the one I was to go to".
     She smiled and laughed.  Because of my coumadin this was not an outpatient procedure.  All the details were gone over.  Said I,
"2 things.  Endoscopy, wouldn't it be so much more reasonable sounding for the colonoscopy?  Also, and this is integral Dr."  I felt at ease because she listened and smiled to my silliness.  She laughed at the next item.
"Okay, tell me....Do they use 2 different tubes for the endoscopy and colonoscopy?  If do I get a say in which goes first."
     I'm always happy when a Dr., especially a But Dr. can laugh.  Makes them seem less....odd? 
"No....." she assured me, "They are 2 very different tubes.  The endoscopy tube is much shorter."
     I didn't want to ask the cliched question and just assumed she'd been asked this all before.  Very pleasant.  We would most likely do this in the next week, of course a hospital visit to take me off coumadin.  2-3 days at the most.  I knew better.  I stopped at the window to get my marching orders on the test prep.
     For those of you no of age, prep for the most part is for the colonoscopy,  you pick up some powder, must mix it with Gatorade, the most recommended.  And apparently a stool softener.  This worried me most.  The Gatorade would coincide with me in the hospital.  But never heard of a stool softener.  Since I would be driving myself I was concerned about driving the 40 or so miles.  They asss-ured me (misspelling left on purpose)  that would not be an issue.  And I prepared for the next week.
     I cannot remember what day this all was.  Informed my manager and then my cardio dude.