With all due respect to Mr. Adams and his poem,
Polyethylene Glycol Electrolyte
are the saddest of all possible words.
It's the glop you have to drink before going in for a colonoscopy.
Posted by Linkmeister at September 13, 2010 01:38 PM | TrackBackOh, dear. I hope it's just precautionary.
Posted by: hedera at September 13, 2010 03:27 PMOh, yeah. The "every three years" drill if you're over 50.
Posted by: Linkmeister at September 13, 2010 03:40 PMHope it went smoothly. (It's hard to talk about these things without sounding like I'm trying to make a bad pun. I'm not.)
Anyway, I have a brother named Franklin Adams (although he hyphenated when he married so it's Adams-Watters now), and he loves baseball, and I've heard this poem dozens of times before, and never made the connection. Huh.
Also, I'm trying to avoid my English homework.
Oh, the actual procedure isn't till Monday. I have all week to remember how bad that stuff tastes and its other effects before I have to drink it starting Sunday night.
I'm a baseball fan. I learned that poem 50 years ago. ;)
Posted by: Linkmeister at September 14, 2010 04:13 PMI didn't find it as bad as everyone was warning me it would be. The procedure, on the other hand, was a bit more discomfort than I would have preferred. I think next time I ask for a stronger local anesthetic.
Posted by: Elayne Riggs at September 18, 2010 03:11 AM