The day before the big day!

Well, the day before the operation had arrived, and boy was I excited.  I decided to go into work that day to help with some of the time I would be taking off; not that I would be much help in the office as I am a new guy, but I didn’t want to use all the unnecessary sick time.  Well, as you may or may not be aware on the day before your operation the doctor starts you on the prescription strength anti acid, antibiotics and the worst one……a body cleanse AKA, an intensive X-Lax…..I was slated to take my first one at lunch time that day.  In my head I didn’t think it would be that bad because I was on a starvation diet the last two days to help the surgeon during my operation, but was I to be surprised.

The work day came to an end a little early, my boss told me to take the rest of the day off to take care of myself; so on my way out the door at work I chugged the 10oz bottle of the mix.  I got home and settled in for a little bit, thinking I would not want to be too far away from a toilet.

JUST A LITTLE WARNING, THIS PARAGRAPH GETS A LITTLE GRAPHIC!!!

Well three hours in I thought the medicine had not worked, as nothing had happened; but when I went to go let a little natural passing of gas, I should have thought twice before that; I think I quickly realized I could no longer trust a FART….so needless to say the next few hours I was constantly going to the bathroom…..and to be honest, I had no idea I had that much crap in me (literally)

Well, my next mistake after trying to trust a passing of gas was running a fire call.  I am on my local fire department and decided to answer a call for a fire at the movie theatre.  So I jumped in the truck with a few other good guys and we ran the call, needless to say the call was a real one so we spent the next 3 hours on site…..man oh man can you talk about sweating like a whore in church……I had movements inside my body and noises coming from me that I did not know I could make….I was very relieved when I got the all clear from my chief to go back to the station…..

The rest of the night went by pretty eventless; my dad came down to spend the night with me so he could take me to the hospital the next day.  As I expected I could not sleep that night due to the excitement that I had built up inside me.  So I spent the next few hours watching infomercials on tv, and texting anyone I could find away at this hour….luckily I had a friend that is 6 hours behind me so he was able to talk a little bit through the night.

I eventually fell asleep and next thing I know I am waking up at 6am!!!!  Any other day my alarm clock would be going off at 7am for work and I would toss and turn in bed moaning about how I love sleep, but not this morning….so I watched the news and tried to pass the time until around 10:30, which is when I would need to leave my house to make my way to the hospital.

Well, look out for the next post as I walk through my operation!!!!