Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Again With The Poo

Author: Administrator
Category: These Are the Days of My Life, Sometimes I Get Sick

So today I had to go to the doctor for, um, we’ll just call it a lady problem. This concerned me because I knew I needed antibiotics for this particular problem, which I’m not supposed to be taking on account of they could reactivate the Hostile Alien Bacteria, in which case I would have to hurl myself into oncoming traffic, because there is just NO WAY I can be that sick again right now.

Happily there is another, safer, kind of antibiotic I can take, although my doctor did tell me that there is another treatment option we could try for C DIF, should the need ever arise. But when he told me what it was I thought that I might still choose the oncoming traffic, because the next level of treatment involves a stool transplant.

That of course is really too horrifying to even consider, which I told him, to which he replied, (and I SWEAR I am not making this up):

Hey, the healing power of stool is legendary.”

LEGENDARY.

I really had nothing to say to that, but I didn’t have to because while we were on the subject he told me about this company which allows you to send poo through the mail to whomever you wish, in order to convey the message that, “Dear My Congressperson, You are full of …it.”

Happy Tuesday!

2 Comments so far

1.

Jean Browman--Cheerful Monk
February 12th, 2008 at 2:52 pm

Again, thank you for sharing your life. I’m a great fan of yours and wish you the best.

2.

yoshi
February 12th, 2008 at 3:24 pm

Do WHAT? Legendary? Um. wow. LOL

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