So I'm sitting in the hospital and my doctor, who also operates a Tanning Salon and Manicure/Pedicure Place, comes in and says ... "well, Mr. TexasT, we went down your
throat into your magnificant belly (that's MY term) and couldn't find anything wrong so tomorrow we're going to go in from the other end and see what we can see. Oh, and by the way, I can give you a manicure while we're in there.
I declined.
But he gave me a coupon for the Tanning Salon.
So he goes on to say that the nurse is going to bring you a series of pills to take to clean you out and he leaves and here comes Nurse Frown. Nurse Frown never smiled once since I'd been in there, but you know what? By the time I left that hospital I had her laughing and smiling all the time!
Anyhow, Nurse Frown gives me four little paper cups and each cup had four pills in it that I was supposed to take ten or fifteen minutes apart and she says I'll be back in a couple hours with another series of pills for you.
Now you have to understand they have this blood dripping into me and all these things hooked to me and the ba
throom was away over there!!! I politely asked Nurse Frown how I was expected to go to the toilet and she's says "oh don't worry. We're bringing you a porta-potty." And I said the hell you are. I'm not taking those pills and furthermore, I'm going home. So after some haggling, negotiating,
threatening on my part, phone calls to the doctor, etc. Nurse Frown comes in and disconnects me from everything.
So, I take the pills as instructed.
Holy Ship!!!!
I was sure glad my wife had brought a can orf room spray!!! And I did a lot of high speed jogging between the plastic couch (now I know WHY they are plastic!!!) and the toilet! Where did all that come from???
Then here she comes later with more pills and to make a long story short I never got into my bed once that night. Thank God my wife showed up that morning to help me clean myself up!!!
They come and haul me up to the room where their going to ram that scope thing up my backside and the guy who administers the Michael Jackson drugs says ... "think of something you really like."
Well Nurse Showy is standing right there in front of me with her shabongers right in my face and I thought to myself, boy, I really like THAT!!! And its the last thing I remember.
That's about all I know about that experience.
But I still remember Nurse Showy and those shabongers!!
TT