You'd never get this sort of thread on any other sites I've been on.
Just boring stuff about bikes and occasional politics.
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Agreed, Howard. And it's very supportive. Even the piss-taking has a warmth to it you don't get elsewhereHowardQ wrote:That's what I love about this site, it's varied.
You'd never get this sort of thread on any other sites I've been on.
Just boring stuff about bikes and occasional politics.
It flies sideways through time
It's an electric line
To your zodiac sign
I've got a Black and Silver Machine!
It's an electric line
To your zodiac sign
I've got a Black and Silver Machine!
Done and dusted
Thanks to all for your support and forbearance.
My main concern proved groundless - made it to the hospital with dignity, personal hygiene and car upholstery unblemished. The preparation wasn't quite as bad as I feared - no worse than the effects of food poisoning. Perhaps Klean Prep isn't as violent as Picolax. Doesn't taste very pleasant, though.
On entering the endoscopy unit, I was somewhat perturbed to see a large sign at one end of the mini-ward, reading 'Discharge Area' - a bit public for that, I thought.
The procedure wasn't as traumatic as I expected, either - though I suspect that may have been, at least in part, due to the IV sedation and pain relief; no more painful than my last sigmoidoscopy, & the effects of the compressed air weren't as pronounced either - bit of a disappointment in a way - the post-procedural farting, though lengthy, was nowhere near as spectacular as on the previous occasion.
I wasn't impressed by the recovery area being mixed-sex; I'm sure some patients, particularly those of more advanced years, would find that distressing. It also got me into a bit of bother - whilst lolling on my couch, in my hospital frock, I casually rearranged myself into a more comfortable position, drawing my knees up, and in the process let my bollocks flop into public view; when noticed, this caused a flurry of nursely activity, with curtains being drawn, an extra sheet draped over me, and stern tuttings given.
The chap in the next bay, about my age, seemed a little distressed and embarrassed by his experience, so I thought I'd try to cheer him up - I complimented him on a lengthy and particularly sonorous fart. Didn't seem to help, though.
Just need to read my leaflet on diverticulosis & wait for the result of the biopsy (not overly worried about the latter - no really nasty symptoms)
I celebrated the ending of my 24 hour fast with a sizeable KFC; probably not the best choice, but it was amongst the most satisfying meals I've ever had!
Thanks again.
My main concern proved groundless - made it to the hospital with dignity, personal hygiene and car upholstery unblemished. The preparation wasn't quite as bad as I feared - no worse than the effects of food poisoning. Perhaps Klean Prep isn't as violent as Picolax. Doesn't taste very pleasant, though.
On entering the endoscopy unit, I was somewhat perturbed to see a large sign at one end of the mini-ward, reading 'Discharge Area' - a bit public for that, I thought.
The procedure wasn't as traumatic as I expected, either - though I suspect that may have been, at least in part, due to the IV sedation and pain relief; no more painful than my last sigmoidoscopy, & the effects of the compressed air weren't as pronounced either - bit of a disappointment in a way - the post-procedural farting, though lengthy, was nowhere near as spectacular as on the previous occasion.
I wasn't impressed by the recovery area being mixed-sex; I'm sure some patients, particularly those of more advanced years, would find that distressing. It also got me into a bit of bother - whilst lolling on my couch, in my hospital frock, I casually rearranged myself into a more comfortable position, drawing my knees up, and in the process let my bollocks flop into public view; when noticed, this caused a flurry of nursely activity, with curtains being drawn, an extra sheet draped over me, and stern tuttings given.
The chap in the next bay, about my age, seemed a little distressed and embarrassed by his experience, so I thought I'd try to cheer him up - I complimented him on a lengthy and particularly sonorous fart. Didn't seem to help, though.
Just need to read my leaflet on diverticulosis & wait for the result of the biopsy (not overly worried about the latter - no really nasty symptoms)
I celebrated the ending of my 24 hour fast with a sizeable KFC; probably not the best choice, but it was amongst the most satisfying meals I've ever had!
Thanks again.
It flies sideways through time
It's an electric line
To your zodiac sign
I've got a Black and Silver Machine!
It's an electric line
To your zodiac sign
I've got a Black and Silver Machine!
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glad it went well mate
I know when i had picolax it was... interesting.....
and i have sworn blind that certain former bosses of mine are getting a picolax laced drink off me in the future....
I know when i had picolax it was... interesting.....
and i have sworn blind that certain former bosses of mine are getting a picolax laced drink off me in the future....
Let's face it, you wouldn't go to a nurse to get good advice on a problem with a Falco - you'd choose an Engineer or a mechanic...
I believe a few drops of phenolphthalein have a similar effect, and it's easier to administerAladinsaneuk wrote:
and i have sworn blind that certain former bosses of mine are getting a picolax laced drink off me in the future....
It flies sideways through time
It's an electric line
To your zodiac sign
I've got a Black and Silver Machine!
It's an electric line
To your zodiac sign
I've got a Black and Silver Machine!
