I was supposed to count down? Shit (pun not intended) I was out before I knew what the fuck was going on. Chatted with the hot nurse anesthetist whilst waiting on the late doctor and then boom, I woke up.
The worst part was that 2nd jug as somebody else mentioned - the sweetness is absolutely enough to make you vomit. For me the doctor had one set of instructions and pharmacy another. The big problem is you'll still be wanting to shit when you get to the hospital, but it won't be much of anything but about a tablespoon of water...just feels like you need to shit out an aircraft carrier.
But look at it this way, and having my mom almost die from this, I take it seriously. Better to have something stuck up your ass that's about the size of a 308/6.5 base than dying!!!!!!!! You could be like a buddy of mine, who had such a bad reaction to the anesthetic that on his second follow up (5 years I think) visit he found a doctor that would perform it without it. He said it hurt a little when they turned a corner but he watched the whole thing on the monitor with the doctor. Frankly, I prefer to be knocked out as I don't want to hear the jokes.
Also they do the procedure on your side, so your ass isn't up in the air. In then end, I could have driven home when I woke up; but oh no...cannot do that.
Final note...as mentioned...you want to make damn sure you're clean (they told me I was spit shined...like bore bright...lol). If you're not "bore bright" they'll send you home after you wake up and you get to do it all over again. It's really not a laughing matter and frankly the jokes people make probably kill more people than guns; because people put it off. It's 1000000000% not a joke and it's serious. One of the most curable cancers if caught in time.
