I woke up this morning and told my husband to take a long look at me. I woke up 5 lbs. lighter today than yesterday. I've just completed the worst 18 hours in my ENTIRE life. And, I've had some experiences in my lifetime that one might say, yeah, that's bad. i.e. basic training, waking up at 4 am for 8 weeks, going through the gas chamber, butt love on my wedding night~ just kidding, (that was for you Tony), the first 6 months of my sons life~ waking up 3 x's a night, childbirth... all bad, but no comparison to enduring the 18 hours of hell I just experienced.
See, I got that tube stuck up my bummy. That was the easy part though. I drank 20 ounces of citrate magnesium, (which apparently is a lot easier that the gallon of shit others have had to drink~ask Special K) and 8 dolcolax laxatives to empty my intestines completely. The pooping part wasn't so bad, it was the nausea. I just can't deal with the nausea. I did end up throwing up 2ce and began to worry I wouldn't be able to complete the dirty deed.
I tracked my day, just for those curious:
No coffee in the am...yikes. I miss my caffiene and of course have only decaf soda. Immediately, I have a slight headache. I opt for a little retail therapy.
1:00 First 10 oz. drink of Citrate Magnesium and 4 laxatives (it went down relatively easy, no problems, I gulped it down with a straw) Called Mom and sister, bragging, this isn't so bad!
2:30 First visit to the potty
2:45 Second visit
3:30 Third~ Feeling a little nauseous now... not quite so perky
4:00 Fourth visit
4:15 Fifth visit, ended up w/my mouth sweating.. started to think I might throw up
5:00 Oh shit! I gotta drink the second 10 oz. drink and take more laxatives...
5:15 Throw up... no one is home to hold my hair back, first time in my life my hair is long enough to need someone to hold my hair, where's my husband?
Massive head ache ensues.... I'm dehydrated, no longer caring about food. I think I'm dying.
5:00pm-11:pm slowly drink my drink along with water and Ginger ale. Potty breaks regularly.
3:15 am Throw up again, no one awake to hold my hair, Mr. Coolmomma snoring when I return to bed~Bastard!
7am Get up, my mouth tastes like someone pooped in it~quickly brush my teeth letting a tiny bit of water slide down my throat. Not supposed to have any liquids. I'm not hungry at all, just ready to do this!
12:30 pm Mission accomplished, very little to say except I'm glad it's over. I have recorded a toot of mine to play for my girlfriend, Ali, who thinks toots are as funny as me. Keep contemplating leaving one on her answering machine at work.
One bit of advice I do have. Never take a toot for granted~if ya know what I mean!
