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Boiling water, sans soap, will clean just fine. But beware! My first hand experience is that pipes can get clogged to the point where only a good rooter will get things going.
Seriously.
 
Tone3000 I used 90% ISO, the glass hitters came out clean-looking but there was still a coating, they get dirty again, fast. I bought acetone, trusting Ckbrew's advice. Going to put some in a jar tomorrow to clean the glass, again.
 
You know what I hate? Momentarily awakening during a routine colonoscopy...and discovering both of the attending physician's hands on my shoulders... ;)
 
Pulling a slightly blood stained, 4x4 gauze out of your ass right after, the first several poops, and two weeks of light yellow rectal ooze after hemorrhoid surgery. And the mesh panties someone slips on you while you're unconscious.
 
How about having a catheter inserted or removed when you're awake? That's silly fun. And more embarrassing than rectal ooze.
 
Gingerbeard - DAAAAAMMMMMNNNN! I was actually awake for my recent colonoscopy. I can state with authority, I have zero problems all the way up to the junction. Reading your post about hemorrhoid surgery has made me VERY, VERY grateful I haven't had that issue!!!!
 
golfnrl I was the 'Juke Box Lady' for about 7 years as part of my job. I hated having to order 45's for country bars because I didn't care for the music. Then the 'new' country singers emerged and I found a liking for traditional country. When I started that job crossover songs and artists were becoming popular: Dolly & Kenny Rogers, Linda Ronstadt (Blue Bayou), etc. The favorite title I ever read on the weekly Top 100 Country chart: "You're the Reason our Kids are Ugly".
 
My (deceased) brother had trouble with 'roids. Our doctor lived on a farm on the way out of town, an in-ground pool, the chicken coop was turned into a pool/party house. One day doc popped my brother's 'roids on the pool table. Doc and his wife went to PA every summer to visit with his family, we had two-week parties. One time a guy took some 'cid, he clung to a corner of the pool, all night. And I had the worst hangover of my life the next day - rum.
 
I have to go to Chicago Monday for a followup MRI on my pituitary tumor. That head cage is no fun, hurts my shoulders. I have possibly developed an esophageal stricture from having rhabdomyolysis, GI dr will only do upper and lower endoscopy. Trying to figure out someone else to do the upper in Chicago. I once had a GI bleed from taking pancreas enzymes, everything they cultured was toxic. I was awake for the colonoscopy bc the dr didn't have enough meds left and wouldn't wait for more to get sent up. I asked him once "what's that?" "It's shit". I don't trust that I won't be put out and never want to have one again.
 
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