A lot people are very uncomfortable with the idea of a colonoscopy. It's invasive, in a manner and location which can feel very transgressive. It's a little spooky, especially if you happen to get a look at the probe beforehand. Imagine a Norelco razor duct-taped to a black garden hose... Then imagine that going where the sun don't shine. We're talking Fantastic Voyage, except with John Candy in the Raquel Welch role.
I like to think of colonoscopies as alien abduction experiences. I'm taken into a little room with bright lights by mysterious figures in face masks and splash guards, I'm forced to strip and lie on a cold table, I get to enjoy an anal probe, and afterward remember almost noting of it. Really, how different is that from the classic contactee narrative? Perhaps the CIA has had field-expedient colonoscopy teams roaming the country in black helicopters all these years, when they've been able to take time off from mutilating cattle, staring at goats and overthrowing Third World dictatorships.
But there's two critical facts about colonoscopies.
One, they don't hurt at all. (I'm far more wiped out by the sedation.)
Two, they can and will save your life.
So do me a favor. Do yourself a favor. Do everyone who loves you a favor. If you're eligible for a colonoscopy (in most US healthcare environments, that means being aged 50 or older), go get one. More to the point, if you have experienced any of the warning signs of colon cancer, whatever your age, go get a colonoscopy.
Colon cancer is the third most commonly diagnosed cancer in the United States, with about 6% of the population eventually suffering from it. It's the second largest killer among cancers, after lung cancer. The procedure is a little embarrassing and rather disruptive, but I'm here to tell you from deep personal experience that living with colon cancer is a hell of a lot more disruptive than half a day on the toilet and some bright lights in a little room.
So enough with the PSA. I'm doing my bit, because we already know my colon loves to produce new polyps, the bad kind. Due to my medical history, that induces a certain amount of fear and trepidation on my part, but the alternatives are worse.