From: Hachiroku ハチロク on
On Sat, 31 Oct 2009 03:46:56 -0500, Fatter Than Ever Moe wrote:

> Hachiroku ハチロク wrote:
>> On Fri, 30 Oct 2009 20:16:46 -0700, ron wrote:
>>
>>> I was in for one Monday - he had me prep with Mag Citrate and Dulcolax
>>> -like a frigging mini-atom bomb - it does clean you out - It had
>>> been 10 years and he came in said its fine, see you in 10 years and I
>>> said doc, I'll be 81 and might just say to hell with it, The test is
>>> a snap but 36 hours of cleaning out isn't pleasant to me
>>>
>>> Peace of mind is good though.
>>>
>>> Ron
>>
>> Wow. Mine was only about 12 hours. I started at 6 last night and
>> finished at 6 this morning.
>>
>>
>>
> Did you see any old wads of chewing gum? You know the ones we swallowed
> in class when the teacher asked, "Do you have gum in your mouth?"
> Actually what I'm interested in is the cost.


Nothing. I signed upo for Romney Care. They mandate it, they can frigging
pay for it.

Make that, I *HAD* to sign up for Romney Care. The state forces us to have
health care.


From: tak on

"Hachiroku ????" <Trueno(a)e86.GTS> wrote in message
news:pan.2009.10.31.15.17.51.416694(a)e86.GTS...
> On Sat, 31 Oct 2009 03:46:56 -0500, Fatter Than Ever Moe wrote:
>
>> Hachiroku ???? wrote:
>>> On Fri, 30 Oct 2009 20:16:46 -0700, ron wrote:
>>>
>>>> I was in for one Monday - he had me prep with Mag Citrate and Dulcolax
>>>> -like a frigging mini-atom bomb - it does clean you out - It had
>>>> been 10 years and he came in said its fine, see you in 10 years and I
>>>> said doc, I'll be 81 and might just say to hell with it, The test is
>>>> a snap but 36 hours of cleaning out isn't pleasant to me
>>>>
>>>> Peace of mind is good though.
>>>>
>>>> Ron
>>>
>>> Wow. Mine was only about 12 hours. I started at 6 last night and
>>> finished at 6 this morning.
>>>
>>>
>>>
>> Did you see any old wads of chewing gum? You know the ones we swallowed
>> in class when the teacher asked, "Do you have gum in your mouth?"
>> Actually what I'm interested in is the cost.
>
>
> Nothing. I signed upo for Romney Care. They mandate it, they can frigging
> pay for it.
>
> Make that, I *HAD* to sign up for Romney Care. The state forces us to have
> health care.
>
ABOUT THE WRITER
Dave Barry is a Pulitzer Prize-winning humor
columnist for the Miami Herald.

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 through Minneapolis.
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, '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, 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.

On the subject of Colonoscopies...
Colonoscopies are no joke, but these comments during the exam
were quite humorous..... A physician claimed that the following are actual
comments made by his patients (predominately male) while he was performing
their colonoscopies:
1. 'Take it easy, Doc. You're boldly going where no man has
gone before!'
2. 'Find Amelia Earhart yet?'
3. 'Can you hear me NOW?'
4. 'Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?'
5. 'You know, in Arkansas , we're now legally married.'
6. 'Any sign of the trapped miners, Chief?'
7. 'You put your left hand in, you take your left hand out...'
8. 'Hey! Now I know how a Muppet feels!'
9. 'If your hand doesn't fit, you must quit!'
10. 'Hey Doc, let me know if you find my dignity.'
11. 'You used to be an executive at Enron, didn't you?'

And the best one of all:

12. 'Could you write a note for my wife saying that my head is
not up there?'

------------------------------------------------------------------------


From: Hachiroku ハチロク on
On Sat, 31 Oct 2009 17:16:24 -0400, tak wrote:

>> Make that, I *HAD* to sign up for Romney Care. The state forces us to
>> have health care.
>>
> ABOUT THE WRITER
> Dave Barry is a Pulitzer Prize-winning humor
> columnist for the Miami Herald.
>
> 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 through Minneapolis.
> 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, '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 love Dave Barry. My local paper stopped carrying his column a few years
ago.

He also has a band.



From: Hachiroku ハチロク on
On Sat, 31 Oct 2009 17:16:24 -0400, tak wrote:

> 1. 'Take it easy, Doc. You're boldly going where no man has
> gone before!'

Thanks tak. I'll be back when my sides stop hurting and my eyes stop
tearing up. ROFL(what's left of)MAO!!!



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