The prep day is pretty low on the "things I'd like to do again tomorrow" meter; luckily, this is a once-every-5 (or 3)-year event. (Every 5 years if they don't find anything, every 3 if they do).
But there's one really good thing about it once it's done - when you leave, the doctors and nurses tell you to fart! It's a medical order! (Yes, I know... I'd do it anyway, but it's great to have the full faith and credit of your surgical team ordering you to do it!)
Seriously - Over 50? GO GET ONE!
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