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Yes boys and girls, it’s that time again. Time to pucker up ( so to speak ) and smile for the camera.

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The husband has a butt cam appointment in his immediate future and we just received the 12 page instruction booklet from the hospital. Remember back in the day you just picked up some awful powder from the pharmacist, mixed it with liquid and spent the entire day on the throne praying for death? Well, things have gotten a bit more complicated now.

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The list of things you can’t eat a week before the prep is enormous, as is the amount of fluid they want you to push.

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And because my husband has the annoying habit of always making appointments first thing in the morning, he will have to rise at 3:30am to drink the final 32 ounces of laxative.

Good times.

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