I think I have noticed something.
It seems like the older we get, the more comfortable we are towards talking about our bodies falling apart, invasive physical exams, and poop irregularities.
What's with that
Er, gotta hold off meself till I see the polyp growing out of my belly button.
Hell, we's all chicken!
Hell, we's all chicken!
But what a great feeling knowing everything's good and not having to worry about it! Hell Yahh.
"you're in fine health, laddie, don't change a thing,"
I have two observations on this matter.
1) They can shove something 5 feet up my ass after I'm dead, not a minute sooner.
2) Within a few years the technology will exist where I can swallow a remote camera in capsule form and it can take pictures on the way through (from the top down, not from the bottom up). When that technology is developed, I'll get the exam.