Guess what I'm about to have done

[Paladin Gun For Hire 33]

Just drank a whole bottle off Magnesium Citrate! Then tomorrow I gets to drink some more stuff!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Yellowhouse Sam # 25171 577]

Just drank a whole bottle off Magnesium Citrate! Then tomorrow I gets to drink some more stuff!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Hope ya come clean in the end! And get a clean bill of health too!

[Dusty Balz, SASS#46599 0]

[Marshal Mo Hare, SASS #45984 7,092]

I hope everything comes out alright.

[Iron Pony 0]

Fire in the hole!!!

[Iron Pony 0]

Or should that be 3,2,1 blastoff?

[Forty Rod SASS 3935 7,299]

I thought you were gonna have a boob job.

[Four-Eyed Buck,SASS #14795 893]

Be sure to smile for the camera

 

i sure hate that clean out bit though

[Badger Mountain Charlie SASS #43172 3,375]

Somebody posted a thread about some guy in prison and wanted an operation. At first thought, I said to myself, OH NO! Not Paladin too. Well, just look at the situation this way. It is a sh*&y job, but somebody has to do it. Looks like it is Paladin's turn. Bottoms up!

 

Hope everything works out good for you. No health issues.

[Hacker, SASS #55963 0]

Sounded like you were applying for a Class 3 license.

 

 

Close enough.

[Capt. James H. Callahan 1,686]

Lessee, something involving drinking 4 liters of salt water and having a TV camera stuck up your as......south end. Did that a couple years ago, GI doc wanted to do it again LAST year (pass go, collect $2000) . May have another this year if I can fit it in.

 

Two hints......tell the doc to use a pedi 'scope, not the one marked "For large animals only" and double the dose of Demerol and Versed. And push it more than 20 seconds before he/she sticks the camera up your as.........other end. Enjoy watching the inside of your gut on TV in living color!

 

JHC

[Okie Sawbones, SASS #77381 946]

[EE Taft 0]

I thought you were gonna have a boob job.

 

Better than what I thought......

 

 

......I was thinkin' sex change! :o

 

I'm gonna go hide now.

[Capt. James H. Callahan 1,686]

Remember, vodka is a clear liquid, right 'Bones?

 

The gastroenterologist is bad enough. Hope you don't have to see the CR surgeon! Hope everything "comes out OK." The swamp water may say "Movieprep"..........but don't take it and go to a movie.

JHC

[EL NEGRO GATO 0]

After the procedure, and you have a funny taste in your mouth, The doctor used the wrong tube down your throat LOL

ENG

Good luck

[J-BAR #18287 6,053]

Bless the folks who invented Versed. I don't remember s**t!

[Bama Red 0]

Your doc is about to boldly go where no man has gone before!

[Okie Sawbones, SASS #77381 946]

Remember, vodka is a clear liquid, right 'Bones?

 

Absolutely. Throw in a little white wine chaser.

[Capt. James H. Callahan 1,686]

Absolutely. Throw in a little white wine chaser.

Doncha mean ABSOLUT?

 

JHC

 

http://www.absolut.com/us

[Marshal Mo Hare, SASS #45984 7,092]

My instructions said "no alcohol"

[Hoss 1,172]

This is from newshound Dave Barry's colonoscopy journal:

 

I called my friend Andy Sable, a gastroenterologist, to make an appointment for a colonoscopy. A few days later, in his office, Andy showed me a color diagram of the colon, a lengthy organ that appears to go all over the place, at one point passing briefly throughMinneapolis . Then Andy explained the colonoscopy procedure to me in a thorough, reassuring and patient manner. I nodded thoughtfully, but I didn't really hear anything he said, because my brain was shrieking, quote, 'HE'S GOING TO STICK A TUBE 17,000 FEET UP YOUR BEHIND!'

 

I left Andy's office with some written instructions, and a prescription for a product called 'MoviPrep,' which comes in a box large enough to hold a microwave oven. I will discuss MoviPrep in detail later; for now suffice it to say that we must never allow it to fall into

the hands of America's enemies.

 

I spent the next several days productively sitting around being nervous. Then, on the day before my colonoscopy, I began my preparation. In accordance with my instructions, I didn't eat any solid food that day; all I had was chicken broth, which is basically water, only with less flavor. Then, in the evening, I took the MoviPrep. You mix two packets of powder together in a one-liter plastic jug, then you fill it with lukewarm water. (For those unfamiliar

with the metric system, a liter is about 32 gallons.) Then you have to drink the whole jug. This takes about an hour, because MoviPrep tastes - and here I am being kind - like a mixture of goat spit and urinal cleanser, with just a hint of lemon. The instructions for MoviPrep, clearly written by somebody with a great sense of humor, state that after you drink it, 'a loose, watery bowel movement may result.' This is kind of like saying that after you jump off your roof, you may experience contact with the ground.

 

MoviPrep is a nuclear laxative. I don't want to be too graphic, here, but: Have you ever seen a space-shuttle launch? This is pretty much the MoviPrep experience, with you as the shuttle. There are times when you wish the commode had a seat belt. You spend several hours pretty much confined to the bathroom, spurting violently. You eliminate everything. And then, when you figure you must be totally empty, you have to drink another liter of

MoviPrep, at which point, as far as I can tell, your bowels travel into the future and start eliminating food that you have not even eaten yet.

 

After an action-packed evening, I finally got to sleep. The next morning my wife drove me to the clinic. I was very nervous. Not only was I worried about the procedure, but I had been experiencing occasional return bouts of MoviPrep spurtage. I was thinking, 'What if I spurt on Andy?' How do you apologize to a friend for something like that? Flowers would not be

enough.

 

At the clinic I had to sign many forms acknowledging that I understood and totally agreed with whatever the heck the forms said. Then they led me to a room full of other colonoscopy people, where I went inside a little curtained space and took off my clothes and put on one of those hospital garments designed by sadist perverts, the kind that, when you put it on,

makes you feel even more naked than when you are actually naked.

 

Then a nurse named Eddie put a little needle in a vein in my left hand. Ordinarily I would have fainted, but Eddie was very good, and I was already lying down. Eddie also told me that some people put vodka in their MoviPrep. At first I was ticked off that I hadn't thought of this is, but then I pondered what would happen if you got yourself too tipsy to make it to the bathroom, so you were staggering around in full Fire Hose Mode. You would have no choice but to burn your house.

 

When everything was ready, Eddie wheeled me into the procedure room, where Andy was waiting with a nurse and an anesthesiologist. I did not see the 17,000-foot tube, but I knew Andy had it hidden around there somewhere. I was seriously nervous at this point. Andy had me roll over on my left side, and the anesthesiologist began hooking something up to the needle in my hand. There was music playing in the room, and I realized that the song was

'Dancing Queen' by ABBA. I remarked to Andy that, of all the songs that could be playing during this particular procedure, 'Dancing Queen' had to be the least appropriate.

 

'You want me to turn it up?' said Andy, from somewhere behind me. 'Ha ha,' I said. And then it was time, the moment I had been dreading for more than a decade.. If you are squeamish, prepare yourself, because I am going to tell you, in explicit detail, exactly what it was like.

 

I have no idea. Really. I slept through it. One moment, ABBA was yelling 'Dancing Queen, feel the beat of the tambourine,' and the next moment, I was back in the other room, waking up in a very mellow mood. Andy was looking down at me and asking me how I felt. I felt excellent. I felt even more excellent when Andy told me that It was all over, and that my colon had passed with flying colors. I have never been prouder of an internal organ.

 

ABOUT THE WRITER: Dave Barry is a Pulitzer Prize-winning humor columnist for the Miami Herald.

[Capt. James H. Callahan 1,686]

You're right Marshall, I couldn't "officially" condone drinking.

 

Unofficially, who wants to do that sober?

 

JHC (What Versed didn't work worth a ........spit.)

[Okie Sawbones, SASS #77381 946]

My instructions said "no alcohol"

 

 

Find a new doc. Wildcat tells them they can have white wine -- just don't come in drunk.

[Marshal Mo Hare, SASS #45984 7,092]

With the whole tract so empty, I imagine very little alcohol would be needed to get a quick buzz.

[Capt. James H. Callahan 1,686]

With the whole tract so empty, I imagine very little alcohol would be needed to get a quick buzz.

Hadn't thought of that. Guess you could get a cheap drunk afterwards!

 

JHC

[Capt. James H. Callahan 1,686]

This is from newshound Dave Barry's colonoscopy journal:

 

I called my friend Andy Sable, a gastroenterologist, to make an appointment for a colonoscopy. A few days later, in his office, Andy showed me a color diagram of the colon, a lengthy organ that appears to go all over the place, at one point passing briefly throughMinneapolis . Then Andy explained the colonoscopy procedure to me in a thorough, reassuring and patient manner. I nodded thoughtfully, but I didn't really hear anything he said, because my brain was shrieking, quote, 'HE'S GOING TO STICK A TUBE 17,000 FEET UP YOUR BEHIND!'

 

I left Andy's office with some written instructions, and a prescription for a product called 'MoviPrep,' which comes in a box large enough to hold a microwave oven. I will discuss MoviPrep in detail later; for now suffice it to say that we must never allow it to fall into

the hands of America's enemies.

 

I spent the next several days productively sitting around being nervous. Then, on the day before my colonoscopy, I began my preparation. In accordance with my instructions, I didn't eat any solid food that day; all I had was chicken broth, which is basically water, only with less flavor. Then, in the evening, I took the MoviPrep. You mix two packets of powder together in a one-liter plastic jug, then you fill it with lukewarm water. (For those unfamiliar

with the metric system, a liter is about 32 gallons.) Then you have to drink the whole jug. This takes about an hour, because MoviPrep tastes - and here I am being kind - like a mixture of goat spit and urinal cleanser, with just a hint of lemon. The instructions for MoviPrep, clearly written by somebody with a great sense of humor, state that after you drink it, 'a loose, watery bowel movement may result.' This is kind of like saying that after you jump off your roof, you may experience contact with the ground.

 

MoviPrep is a nuclear laxative. I don't want to be too graphic, here, but: Have you ever seen a space-shuttle launch? This is pretty much the MoviPrep experience, with you as the shuttle. There are times when you wish the commode had a seat belt. You spend several hours pretty much confined to the bathroom, spurting violently. You eliminate everything. And then, when you figure you must be totally empty, you have to drink another liter of

MoviPrep, at which point, as far as I can tell, your bowels travel into the future and start eliminating food that you have not even eaten yet.

 

After an action-packed evening, I finally got to sleep. The next morning my wife drove me to the clinic. I was very nervous. Not only was I worried about the procedure, but I had been experiencing occasional return bouts of MoviPrep spurtage. I was thinking, 'What if I spurt on Andy?' How do you apologize to a friend for something like that? Flowers would not be

enough.

 

At the clinic I had to sign many forms acknowledging that I understood and totally agreed with whatever the heck the forms said. Then they led me to a room full of other colonoscopy people, where I went inside a little curtained space and took off my clothes and put on one of those hospital garments designed by sadist perverts, the kind that, when you put it on,

makes you feel even more naked than when you are actually naked.

 

Then a nurse named Eddie put a little needle in a vein in my left hand. Ordinarily I would have fainted, but Eddie was very good, and I was already lying down. Eddie also told me that some people put vodka in their MoviPrep. At first I was ticked off that I hadn't thought of this is, but then I pondered what would happen if you got yourself too tipsy to make it to the bathroom, so you were staggering around in full Fire Hose Mode. You would have no choice but to burn your house.

 

When everything was ready, Eddie wheeled me into the procedure room, where Andy was waiting with a nurse and an anesthesiologist. I did not see the 17,000-foot tube, but I knew Andy had it hidden around there somewhere. I was seriously nervous at this point. Andy had me roll over on my left side, and the anesthesiologist began hooking something up to the needle in my hand. There was music playing in the room, and I realized that the song was

'Dancing Queen' by ABBA. I remarked to Andy that, of all the songs that could be playing during this particular procedure, 'Dancing Queen' had to be the least appropriate.

 

'You want me to turn it up?' said Andy, from somewhere behind me. 'Ha ha,' I said. And then it was time, the moment I had been dreading for more than a decade.. If you are squeamish, prepare yourself, because I am going to tell you, in explicit detail, exactly what it was like.

 

I have no idea. Really. I slept through it. One moment, ABBA was yelling 'Dancing Queen, feel the beat of the tambourine,' and the next moment, I was back in the other room, waking up in a very mellow mood. Andy was looking down at me and asking me how I felt. I felt excellent. I felt even more excellent when Andy told me that It was all over, and that my colon had passed with flying colors. I have never been prouder of an internal organ.

 

ABOUT THE WRITER: Dave Barry is a Pulitzer Prize-winning humor columnist for the Miami Herald.

 

Yup. I'm purty sure the one the doc stuck in me would reach from Texas to Mintsoda with no problem!

 

Onliest thing I'd disagree with is I think we should give MoviPrep to ALL our enemies. They'd be too busy sittin' on the crapper to do anything evil!

 

JHC

[Flashpowder Hal 0]

Have'm fill ya' wid helium,

 

instead ah' nitrogen.

 

 

Then yer jest float aroun' da' room .....

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

..... till ya' pass wind!

[Four-Eyed Buck,SASS #14795 893]

why does letting the air out of a balloon and accompanying noise come to mind?

[Paladin Gun For Hire 33]

Thanks to all my pards for the wishes of a good OUTCOME I will let keep ya posted.

[Apache Hawk 60642 0]

Better that what I thought......

 

 

......I was thinkin' sex change! :o

 

I'm gonna go hide now.

 

I'm gonna wif ya cuz I was tankin' da same thin' !

 

 

 

[Okie Sawbones, SASS #77381 946]

Thanks to all my pards for the wishes of a good OUTCOME I will let keep ya posted.

 

 

We're all BEHIND ya, pard... waaaaaaay BEHIND ya.

[Badger Mountain Charlie SASS #43172 3,375]

Not me, I'm staying in front of him. Waaaaaay out in front of him. I have seen first hand what that stuff can do to a body. Worse than a 155 howitzer in action.

[Calamity Kris 2,205]

Thanks to all my pards for the wishes of a good OUTCOME I will let keep ya posted.

Best wishes for favorable test results.

[Long Branch Louie 2]

I thought you were gonna have a boob job.

Me too!!

[Allie Mo, SASS No. 25217 6,697]

Yeah!

 

I'm always glad to hear that someone is having this procedure. No I'm not a saddist. It is just that important and can save much suffering in the long run.

 

Sincerely,

 

Allie Mo