Gigi is going to kill me for posting about this. But you know when you’re having a conversation and you think “OMG I have GOT to blog about this”? Well…So Gigi had a colonoscopy this week. It went well and everything is fine. To prep for the procedure she had to drink some prescribed liquid.
Gigi: I have to drink it until I have clear poop.
Me: Clear poop?
Gigi: And if I don’t have clear poop today I have to drink another half gallon tomorrow until I have clear poop.
Me: So by clear poop…What do they mean? Like chunks that you can see through? (all I could picture were little clear poop-burgs floating around looking like those acrylic things you put in the bottom of glass vases)
Gigi: OH MY GOD.
She then dissolved in laughter and may have even questioned my intelligence, but I’m blocking that part out.