Well hello all heres another little horror story for ye(i must be accident prone) well last night was rough on the reflux bad, so about midnight I got up hurtin feersly so I made it to the cabinet found my bottle of gaviscom and turned it up, probably took equivalent of 3 doses well I noticed it had funny taste I thought I dont remember this taste. Well about 3 I was up again I felt like someone stuck a air hose up me bum and put 40lb a pressure to me, woo son I was I was the throne crappin like a cow peein on flat rock and pukin in the waste basket at the same time it was hellatious to put it mildly. After about a hr of this feelin like limp ragdoll I started thinkin what happend so I went back to the cabinet chcked my bottle and rememberd that my cat had knocked a bottle of milk o magnesia over and cracked it so I poured it into an empty gaviscom bottle. So the morrel of all this is please rember what meds u put in what or u will literaly pay out the ass and the mouth and everything else. Im gona have to quit bein the test dummy for all these happenins. Hope some of u gets some learnin from all this
P S I still have that puk a phobia, maybe worse now, heck I think I died at least 3 times durin all this. P S S I hate to leave good company but folks im goin to bed early tonight see yall tommorrow.------------------Peter[This message has been edited by peter (edited 01-20-99).]
I FEEL BAD ABOUT WHAT YOU WENT THROUGH. MAYBE YOU SHOULD THROW EMPTY BOTTLES AWAY AND BUY YOUR MEDS IN PLASTIC BOTTLES THAT THE CAT CAN'T CRACK--EVEN THOUGH THEY CAN CRACK, CAN'T THEY? YOU SHOULD SLEEP GOOD TONIGHT, I HOPE. IT'S BAD WHEN BOTH ENDS ARE GIVING YOU TROUBLE. WHAT PART OF THE COUNTRY ARE YOU FROM? SOME OF YOUR POSTS ARE SO FUNNY, BUT "I FEEL YOUR PAIN" WITH THIS ONE.
Oh,my!! I guess that won't ever happen again! It reminds me of a time I was house/pet-sitting on short notice (didn't have time to bring much of my own stuff). I had to be at work by 5 am. and got up to groggily brush my teeth. Well, I grabbed a tube of Desitin ointment instead of toothpaste...! Ever since then, I put my contacts in FIRST!!!~~~Sculptor
Another cautionary tale:I have a friend who suffers badly with haemorrhoids, and uses suppositories to calm the fire. She woke up in agony in the middle of the night, and, rather than wake her husband, tried to insert the suppository without turning on the bedside light. She reached out for the jar of Vaseline to lubricate it, smeared it on, and inserted the suppository. The resulting sensation almost launched her into outer space. Guess what she had picked up in the dark: the jar of Vicks (I don't know if you know it by that name - it's a vaseline-based eucalyptus-and-camphor-smelling chest rub for the relief of nasal congestion in colds and flu).------------------Phyllis
Thank you all and yes I am better now, about 20 lbs lighter it feels, and a sore throat still from upchucking I guess. Hey Phyllis I know thatfeeling too with the vicks salve I had a freind say "it makes the roids feel so much better" yea right shoot I was running around like chicken with his head cut off felt like somebody stuck an ice cube up the ol bum and then set it on fire, but on on a good note the next day the roids were not swollen anymore but I will still stick with preperation h anyway.
I'm so sorry for what you had to go through. It sort of reminds me of a story a friend told me about 5 years ago. Seems she she was working for an obnoxious, male supevisor, who not only belittled and critized everyone on a daily basis, but also went around the lunch table picking at everyone's food. Nobody dared say anything for fear he'd go off on a tangent and fire them. Well after about six months of this behavior, my friend had quite enough, and wanted to get even. When the supervisor's birthday came around, she baked him a special little cake (about the size of a large cupcake)and anonymously left it on his desk with a little note wishing him a happy birthday. It was a chocolate cake baked with a half box of chocolate ex-lax. Needless to say, he gulped it down and spent the whole afternoon tootin' and poopin'. He never did find out who baked the little cake, and he never picked at anyone's food again.Take care,RoseI guess the moral is to "watch out" for what goes in, 'cause it sure as heck has to come out.
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