It was last Thursday.
I had an appointment at a hospital for annual medical checkup.
Blood... Eyes... Weight... Heart beat...
And stomach X-ray.
Swallowed a cup of barium as usual.
Piece of cake. Nothing new as I had gone through the same process several
Took a couple of laxative pills, also as usual. And thanks to the pills,
it seemed that WHITE thing slipped out of my body by yesterday.
However... I was wrong.
This morning came, and I was in the bathroom sitting on that white bowl.
Putting some pressue on abdominal muscles, 'IT' should have come out.
Once... Twice... Three times... Many times...
But I was not so serious yet.
5 minutes passed, and still no result.
Must be that BARIUM?! A little panic began...
Another 5 minutes. No result.
Felt like a ping pong ball is stucking 3-5cm from the exit point.
By that time, I was pretty sure that BARIUM is my enemy.
"What if I could not handle this situation and went to a hospital for help...
Pretty nurses gather around my xxx and dig my xxx?? No xxxxing way!!
Don't panic, Saru. Take it easy and think!"
Looking around, the first idea I got was "washlet attack."
"Position - OK! Pumping power - MAX! 3... 2... 1... Fire!!"
Tried this attack for some 10 minutes without getting substantial results.
About the 2nd and 3rd ideas and the rest of this heartbreaking story, I would not
But about an hour later, I somehow managed to get that chemical thing out of
So xxxxing tired, I promised myself that I definitely take 3-4 pills next time.