Personal description of pain...

[Guest guest]

I've attempted describing this God awful pain to my family and

physicians and I think that I have finally found the best

description....

Ok...you know who Taz is right? The little furry Tazmanian Devil

from Looney Tunes. Take him and place him in the upper right

section of my tummy. Flip the switch, and there he goes spinning

himself while bumping into my pancreas, used to be gallbladder

location, and sometimes liver. He occasionally likes to store

things in my bile ducts backing up " digestive traffic " . I've

honked, I've cussed, used different hand signals, and attempted to

contact the knowledgable authorities, but seems like most of them

are always out having a doughnut. That little devil can stir up the

most trouble!! He has a friend who I think was like a Norweigan

Knight or something cause his name was Sphincter of Oddi, who likes

to spaz out all the time. When those two get together they like to

party to Wayne Newton and Elvis hits...you know " Getting All Shook

Up " . Elvis had definately not left my building, if you know what I

mean!! Then of all things...rescue teams show up to clean up the

mess, and decide, " Hey...things don't look too bad here. Just try to

make all the travelers close their eyes, and the traffic problems

will just go away! " You know, pocession is nine tenths of the law,

so I think Taz might throw down a rug and call it home. P.S...If

there isn't a witness to all this mayhem, your probably up the creek.

Best thing to do is put up motion detectors and wait for the party

to begin!!