Will I owe my life to President Obama and John Roberts?
Since roughly my 40th birthday, I've been feeling an increasing pressure to get a colonoscopy. My family has a history with colon cancer on both sides. My father had a polyp removed about 12 years ago, and on my mother's side, her mother and an aunt or two all ended up with colon cancer. It actually took out my Nana, the first family death I dealt with at the age of 11.
So when Obamacare was implemented, I made it a priority to finally get a colonoscopy. I thought it would be a wise precaution, given the family history. But even though the family has a history, we don't have a history of early onset cancer. So I was pretty much assuming I'd get a clean bill of health. And when I met the GI specialist, he said that there was a 20% chance of finding something.
Well, we hit that 20%. And three times, to boot. Two polyps: one 9 mm and the other 5 mm in size. Both were removed. Also, and most worrisome, there was a 25 mm "mass". And, worse, the doctor didn't think that he got all of it when he removed it "piecemeal".
So that's going on.
