First a bit of back-story...
One fine night a few years ago I began having this odd pain in my gut. I took a shower and collapsed in agony.
I sat there blinking, unable to believe what I was feeling. My wife came in and asked what was wrong.
I simply replied, "nothing, it's just gas"
An hour later I managed to crawl out and get into bed. The wife continued to ask me about my problem and she even suggested I go to the doctor immediately.
I responded, "They'll just say it's gas, I don't want to waste the money."
She left me be until the next day. You see, we were supposed to go skiing and taking a few kids up with us as part of a school auction thing but I digress...
That morning she asked if I would go to the doctor if we could get in to see our normal physician ($10 copay yay!) I said, "fine but it's just gas."
A long while later, after a horrible ride to the doctor's office, finding each and every frikkin bump they ever designed into our damned transit system we get there.
I crawl into the office and they have me lie on the table. The doc looks at me and gives a quick poke....
Ok let me explain something here. I have a great tolerance to pain. I have dealt with a bad back which finally got surgery and left me with permanent damage for the last several years but this wasn't pain. This was something else. This was the father of pain. The creator, the beginning and the end of pain. It WAS.
I almost tore the doc's head off and said, "It's very painful and if I could just fart I'd be fine."
The doc laughed at me and said you are going to the hospital. I grumbled, got a ride there and sent my wife skiing without me.
They took me in immediately and had me drink a bunch of crap until I hit the bursting point so the could take an image. Before I get the image, the surgeon comes in and says no need to drink the stuff (as I stare at the two quarts of radioactive slop I just had to chug) and we are going to surgery immediately.
"It's not gas?" I ask. The doc laughs and introduces me to his friends. The warm feeling begins and I wake up in a different pain.
I felt a little lighter and after they removed the catheter I learned you can fart from your dick. It' true.
At any rate here are a couple of the images from inside my belly as they stole parts from me.
As an aside, it took me a while to get up the courage to fart for fear of blowing out my stomach after the surgery. Once I managed it though... it was GLORIOUS!
Peace :)