Last night, the topic of discussion among my choir members as they gathered and settled in for rehearsal turned to colonoscopies. After hearing about the trials of the day before one of these procedures, they started comparing exactly when during the procedure they had pain or cramping, how many drugs they needed during and after, and the fact that certain medical conditions (afflicting a couple of choir members) make these procedures either worse or impossible. Enlightening.

Every once in a while they like to remind me that I’m the youngest one in the room by a good 30 years, and last night was one of those nights. They turned to me and told me that “this is what you have to look forward to when you get older” and that “when you get there, come to us and we’ll give you tips.”

What I said in response: “What a thing to look forward to. Thanks ever so much for reminding me” (joking and laughing and hoping for a new conversation soon).

What I didn’t say: “By the time I need one they’ll have invented a new procedure.”