Reading this reminded me of my FIL. A few years before he passed away, his doc, a family friend, set him up for the 'Big C'. FIL went to the drug store and got the 'clean out stuff'. Now I dont know which 'clean out stuff' he got, but I do know he had to drink quite a lot of it. Day before the procedure, he drank the first glass of the stuff and said it tasted terrible, almost puked while trying to choke it down. He was suppose to wait an hr or so and drink some more. Well, that wasn't gonna happen.... if he didn't like something, he didn't eat or drink it. He said he wasn't drinking NO MORE of that nasty stuff.
Next day he goes in for the procedure and when asked did he drink the 'clean out stuff', he told them he drank most of it. Got him on the table, knocked him out, and when they started, he schit all over the place.
When he woke up, he said Doc came in there and gave him hell.
