“If the colonoscopy came back clear, then what’s wrong with me?”
As told to Rochel Samet
Iwake up to the smell. Strange-smelling air, straight up my nose through a tube. Hospital.
At first, I just blink in the stark white light. Then a blur of voices register. Ma, Ta, the nurse who called me “honey.”
There’s a sudden upsurge in the noise, the faces move, and I see Dr. What’s-his-name, who did the test. He has a deep voice and a stern face, like I’ve done something wrong.
“Well, Liba,” he says, pronouncing it Lie-bah. “Your colonoscopy has come back clear.”
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