I don’t think I’ve bought any such thing since I last had a small child with an upset stomach–I had to find a Safeway employee to help me find the stuff.
They tried to feed it to me when I was in the hospital till I told an orderly who was tasked with delivering it five times a day that “I would have to be dying to eat that stuff. And I’m not dying anymore.”
The guy laughed and I never saw him nor it again.
So. No red. No blue. No orange.
Well at least at that store that left a single option. Food-wise, lemon jello and only lemon jello all day, poor guy.
His last colonoscopy, with a doctor who has since retired, the redhead gene won out and he started chatting up the doctor with questions about the cool stuff he was seeing on the screen because the anesthesia was not doing its job.
I am told that got fixed rather fast.
So I guess tomorrow we find out if the new doctor read his chart?