Because of the family history of colon cancer, I have been drinking metamucil for about 5 years now.
On Friday we had our company winter employee lucheon. LASAGNA!!!! I chowed down on that, as well as salad, and cheesecake for desert.
I was feeling a bit over stuffed, so befor going to bed, I usually dring a 16 oz glass of water with the normal dose of metamucil, so feeling the way I was, i get out the apple juice, and double dose the metamucil. mix it up, and ghug-a-lug.
About 5 am the next morning, I feel "the rumble". so I trip over the dog, kick the bed post, and finally stumble to the bathroom. I flip on the lights, gawd they are bright at 5am, and locate a magazine to "pass the time" . Little did I know what was about to happen. I will spare you the crappy details, but let's just say I woke up the wife with the sudden rush of "noise", and lound "oh crap" I yelled as the first wave hit me. It felt like everything was trying to leave me sideways, followed by what sounded like a Harley with no muffler.
What happened after that I can only imagine, as my wife tried to explain it to me, so I will do my best to retell the tale:
Both of my dogs jumped up and ran out of the bedroom with their tales tucked between their legs, my wife jumped out of bed to see if I was all right, but she did not have an OSHA approved respirator, so she could not get within 20 feet of the bathroom door.
Now after that was over, I, being the considerate husband, sprayed OUST in the bathroom in an attempt to help dissapate the EPA hazad are, before opening the door, but that did not work. Even with the fan on, the hazardous material had crept out under the door, and was taking over the bedroom.
So heed this warning, Too much italian food+applejuice+metamucil=too much time on toilet and a hazardous waste dump site.
On Friday we had our company winter employee lucheon. LASAGNA!!!! I chowed down on that, as well as salad, and cheesecake for desert.
I was feeling a bit over stuffed, so befor going to bed, I usually dring a 16 oz glass of water with the normal dose of metamucil, so feeling the way I was, i get out the apple juice, and double dose the metamucil. mix it up, and ghug-a-lug.
About 5 am the next morning, I feel "the rumble". so I trip over the dog, kick the bed post, and finally stumble to the bathroom. I flip on the lights, gawd they are bright at 5am, and locate a magazine to "pass the time" . Little did I know what was about to happen. I will spare you the crappy details, but let's just say I woke up the wife with the sudden rush of "noise", and lound "oh crap" I yelled as the first wave hit me. It felt like everything was trying to leave me sideways, followed by what sounded like a Harley with no muffler.
What happened after that I can only imagine, as my wife tried to explain it to me, so I will do my best to retell the tale:
Both of my dogs jumped up and ran out of the bedroom with their tales tucked between their legs, my wife jumped out of bed to see if I was all right, but she did not have an OSHA approved respirator, so she could not get within 20 feet of the bathroom door.
Now after that was over, I, being the considerate husband, sprayed OUST in the bathroom in an attempt to help dissapate the EPA hazad are, before opening the door, but that did not work. Even with the fan on, the hazardous material had crept out under the door, and was taking over the bedroom.
So heed this warning, Too much italian food+applejuice+metamucil=too much time on toilet and a hazardous waste dump site.
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