Did it.
Sucked down for liters of the foulest tasting shit I’ve drunk since my first glass of Ouzo (last dose 2:30 am) , caught about two hours sleep, and was at the colonoscopy clinic a little after 8:00 am. Procedure wasn’t bad, but the prep was awful. The worst I’ve had in three different outings. The juice came in what looked like a gas can from some cold-war warehouse. I asked the tech about it, and she said yeah, it was old technology. The new formulas—the ones I didn’t get—are a fraction of the volume, and some even come in pills. Pays to ask ahead, I guess.
Looking for an early turn-in time tonight. Real early.