I had one this year (45). The procedure itself is nothing. They zonk you out, you wake up in another room. You have to bring a driver. Not even sore or anything after, and I felt finenbasically right after.
The bitch is the prep. It tastes like ass. I tried, many things, well, Gatoraid, I think maybe some broth, cooling it, etc. Its sooo gross.
At some point you get to the point where you drink and basically 30 seconds later its coming out the other end.
But try not to let that discourage you, you will live after. Also, FWIW, I didn’t finish mine, once it seemed to literally come right out clear, at like 2 AM, I just stopped. I think I did one and another half.
This doesn’t adequately describe how fucking foul it is. You’re right, though, that the goal is to basically drink as much as you can without puking so that you can borderline shit yourself to death.
I had one this year (45). The procedure itself is nothing. They zonk you out, you wake up in another room. You have to bring a driver. Not even sore or anything after, and I felt finenbasically right after.
The bitch is the prep. It tastes like ass. I tried, many things, well, Gatoraid, I think maybe some broth, cooling it, etc. Its sooo gross.
At some point you get to the point where you drink and basically 30 seconds later its coming out the other end.
But try not to let that discourage you, you will live after. Also, FWIW, I didn’t finish mine, once it seemed to literally come right out clear, at like 2 AM, I just stopped. I think I did one and another half.
This doesn’t adequately describe how fucking foul it is. You’re right, though, that the goal is to basically drink as much as you can without puking so that you can borderline shit yourself to death.
It definitely does not. Also, it never gets better. If anything it gets somehow worse.
Like the first round I mixed with gatoraide a d got though fairly quickly.
The second I could barely do sips. And tried adding more flavors and it did not help.
Drinking so much at once with nothing else also does not help.