This past month, I underwent a few procedures done by a group of gastroenterology surgeons. Originally, I went in for a Tif procedure, or transoral incisionless fudnoplication, which was just a way for me to deal with my Acid Reflux Disease without being stuck on pills for the rest of my life. But after the procedure, the doctors made it a point to say that there was something unusual about my digestive system, and to come back for further examination.
As if they are trained to feed my hypochondria, I immediately made an appointment to go back and have a more comprehensive examination. When I arrived, they described the different Colonoscopy Procedures I could and/or should have. They initially made me frightened of having pancreatic cancer because they recommended an ERCP procedure. Of course, I chose the least invasive to me, which was the pill, otherwise known as a wireless capsule endoscopy procedure. It’s when they give you a pill shaped camera to swallow and it transmits images of your system for observation.
They were alarmed by some inflammation in my upper intestinal tract, and decided to give me a Esophago Gastro Duodenoscopy, and endoscopic procedure for the duodenum and upper intestinal tract. Sure enough, the inflammation was actually a polyp, and they snared and removed it for my health. I was under anesthetic, and once I came to, they told me I was going to be alright, and that it wasn’t malignant or would risk my health any further. I am now on a regimen of medications until the doc says I’m ok to go without them, and that the threat is permanently gone. And now I’m thankful to the group of doctors that I thought were just banking on my hypochondria.
As if they are trained to feed my hypochondria, I immediately made an appointment to go back and have a more comprehensive examination. When I arrived, they described the different Colonoscopy Procedures I could and/or should have. They initially made me frightened of having pancreatic cancer because they recommended an ERCP procedure. Of course, I chose the least invasive to me, which was the pill, otherwise known as a wireless capsule endoscopy procedure. It’s when they give you a pill shaped camera to swallow and it transmits images of your system for observation.
They were alarmed by some inflammation in my upper intestinal tract, and decided to give me a Esophago Gastro Duodenoscopy, and endoscopic procedure for the duodenum and upper intestinal tract. Sure enough, the inflammation was actually a polyp, and they snared and removed it for my health. I was under anesthetic, and once I came to, they told me I was going to be alright, and that it wasn’t malignant or would risk my health any further. I am now on a regimen of medications until the doc says I’m ok to go without them, and that the threat is permanently gone. And now I’m thankful to the group of doctors that I thought were just banking on my hypochondria.
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