I was going to reply to this thread the other day, but I hesitated as it is such a touchy subject for me and makes me shudder to think of my experience(s). But if it helps someone else with their decision, I guess I should share.
Most of my adult life I had to have polyps removed every two years. (family history of cancer and polyps). I had already survived cancer of my breast, two malignant lumps (one on my arm and one at the top of my neck at the back. I was sick and tired of fighting this disease and wanted to just give up.
I had a bad experience with my last colonoscopy and the medicine wore off and I had the worse pain I had ever endured (that was a long time ago when they just gave you a needle, but didn't hook you up to IV so they could add some if you experienced pain). I said I would never come back, would rather die. I went 10 years without one. Then my new doctor insisted I have one as he wanted me to have all tests when he took me on as a new patient because I had relocated.
Sure enough, not one but two cancers. This surgery claimed nearly half of my bowel. Luckily it was my right side I lost, otherwise I would have ended up with the bag. If that is not all, over the next couple of years I had three incisional hernias, and the last one, I am sure I visited the pearly gates and had acute delirium....but again I survived. Twice I have had mesh installed which caused strangulation and an emergency operation. It feels like it is giving me problems again, and I am terrified to have another operation to have it corrected. When it gives me a problem, I am real sick. To the point I consider suicide rather than undergo any more pain.
I have been sick most of my life, I don't believe I know what it feels like to be physically and mentally well. It must be wonderful.
If I had it to do all over again, I would go in every two years and have those polyps removed. It is now time to do it again......I will do it.