Fun starts tomorrow update post 73

You know it says your supposed to mix the stuff with a clear liquid...as far as I know Vodka is a clear liquid. I have had three of them starting quite young as colon cancer killed my dad...As far as I'm concerned I hate the fasting to most, the cleansing ain't no picnic but its pretty straight forward. On one procedure I had concerning prostate cancer which I later came down with I had to give myself an enema on top of the cleansing purge...they really wanted a clean look...that wasn't very pleasant...count your blessing about just going through the purge and if I may suggest ginger ale seems to make the most pleasant mixer. The last colonoscopy I had was with the V.A., it was the best of them all, Marvin Gaye on the stereo, very liberal drug usage...I didn't even remember dressing myself...ask your gas passer to give you a "fade to black," I highly recommend it.
 
I am coming up at my 5 year mark. At 40 I'm an old pro at this. The first one was bad. Then when I had colon cancer scare I found another colorectal clinic in this side town. There is a Dr. Butts there who is funny but I couldn't make it through an appointment with him straight faced. I actually remember my last one. What we were doing aside it was fun. They had the classic rock playing and I gave them a sing along concert and we laughed till we cried. I told Dr. M I hoped he would still respect me in the morning.

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You da man, Snubby.

Since you're a successful post-procedure now, I will refrain from assigning a new Indian name to you, though it is quite tempting.... :D

No disrespect intended.:)
Yeah, lets hear it. Don't worry about that p.c. poop, I ain't like that.
My wife told me that the staff said that they've never seen anyone fight back from anesthesia the way I did. I told her,"that's because me mighty Blackfoot Warrior."
 
You know it says your supposed to mix the stuff with a clear liquid...as far as I know Vodka is a clear liquid. I have had three of them starting quite young as colon cancer killed my dad...As far as I'm concerned I hate the fasting to most, the cleansing ain't no picnic but its pretty straight forward. On one procedure I had concerning prostate cancer which I later came down with I had to give myself an enema on top of the cleansing purge...they really wanted a clean look...that wasn't very pleasant...count your blessing about just going through the purge and if I may suggest ginger ale seems to make the most pleasant mixer. The last colonoscopy I had was with the V.A., it was the best of them all, Marvin Gaye on the stereo, very liberal drug usage...I didn't even remember dressing myself...ask your gas passer to give you a "fade to black," I highly recommend it.
I just took and chugged the stuff. Does tequila count as a clear liquid? Maybe next time.
On the day of the treatment I had to get an enema. My wife helps and got a bit aggressive shoving it in, Turnabout?
 
Yeah, lets hear it. Don't worry about that p.c. poop, I ain't like that.
My wife told me that the staff said that they've never seen anyone fight back from anesthesia the way I did. I told her,"that's because me mighty Blackfoot Warrior."

OK, since you insist. ;)

Actually I have a hard time choosing between Runs-With-Fire-Between-Legs, Chief Poops-A-Lot, and He-Who-Can't Get-Breechcloth-Clean.

I think my personal favorite, though, is No-Polyps-But-Still-Full-of-****." :D

I do apologize. And yes, you definitely are a mighty Blackfoot Warrior. :)
 
Nope it's Donald Welcome to the Colon & Rectal Clinic of Houston

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Donald Butts, eh? Your gastroenterologist.

Don Butts.

So when someone meets him in the hallway for the first time, and says, "Don Butts?" his stock reply is, "Yep, plenty of 'em." Am I right? :D

Sorry, just couldn't resist....

Back in my hometown, we had both a Dr. Payne and a Dr. Cleaver. Yep, both surgeons.....
 
Donald Butts, eh? Your gastroenterologist.

Don Butts.

So when someone meets him in the hallway for the first time, and says, "Don Butts?" his stock reply is, "Yep, plenty of 'em." Am I right? :D

Sorry, just couldn't resist....

Back in my hometown, we had both a Dr. Payne and a Dr. Cleaver. Yep, both surgeons.....

On a related note:

The Urologist that did my vasectomy on FRIDAY MARCH 13TH 1981 is named David Lip****z. Really. That whole day in my life is soooo bizzare. I have it written up and in my files but as hard as I have tried I am just not able to make it presentable on this forum and keep the humor, eroticism, and suspense. The boss would personally come to my house and confiscate my computers, break all my fingers and gouge out my eyes.

But one day when he ain't lookin' maybe I'll sneak it in at 2:00AM for a couple of hours. :eek: :o

jk :o
 
OK, since you insist. ;)

Actually I have a hard time choosing between Runs-With-Fire-Between-Legs, Chief Poops-A-Lot, and He-Who-Can't Get-Breechcloth-Clean.

I think my personal favorite, though, is No-Polyps-But-Still-Full-of-****." :D

I do apologize. And yes, you definitely are a mighty Blackfoot Warrior. :)
Started out as "Chief Poops-A-Lot" and honestly it was kinda fun at first. It was like "whoosh, woo hoo!" after it became "Runs-With-Fire-Between-Legs," it weren't much fun anymore. It was more like, "oh geez, here we go again." I somehow managed to avoid seepage so the breechcloth remained unsoiled.
Now it's definitely "No-Polyps-But-Still-Full-of-****." The doctor told us that it'd be normal for me to go a couple of days before having a bowel movement but that night I was back having my evening constitutional.
I've never really been considered as "normal."
 
Snubby, don't know why but after I posted that and I was standing out in my yard, watering the shrubs, it struck me that your wife -- who I know is Italian, and not Indian -- could have an Indian name per her assistance to you with...er...her part of the prep.

With apologies to Dances With Wolves, she can forever after be known as "Stands with A Fist". ;)

You're a good sport, Snubby. I admire that in a feller.
 
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Snubby, don't know why but after I posted that and I was standing out in my yard, watering the shrubs, it struck me that your wife -- who I know is Italian, and not Indian -- could have an Indian name per her assistance to you with...er...her part of the prep.

With apologies to Dances With Wolves, she can forever after be known as "Stands with A Fist". ;)

You're a good sport, Snubby. I admire that in a feller.
Or Sits with Pasta. Actually I call her Lisa Little Feather. She likes sticking little feathers in her hair when we're camping or hiking.
 
I've been out of pocket recently so I kind of just got here. Snubby, I guess everything came out alright?:D:cool:
 
Or Sits with Pasta. Actually I call her Lisa Little Feather. She likes sticking little feathers in her hair when we're camping or hiking.

You're probably a bit too young to remember this, Snubby :D but here's a bit of trivia related to part of the name you give your bride:

When Marlon Brando declined to attend the Oscars when he was nominated as Best Leading Actor for The Godfather, he sent a friend, who was a Native American woman, in his place to accept the award on his behalf if he won -- which he did. She was dressed in elaborate traditional tribal clothing -- white, I believe -- and her name was Sasheen Littlefeather. Created quite a stir at the ceremony, as I recall.

Don't ask me why I remember; some names just stick with ya, I guess.
 
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