Disimpaction, please

Good Lord. One of my greatest dry-heaving moments was when my (pseudo)friend Tony said that the poop came out like soft-serve. That's right, like ice cream. He was helping out with a disimpaction procedure on a little 4-year-old kid who hadn't had a bowel movement for days. Something called Hirschsprung's disease. The surgeons praised Tony for his belly-pushing abilities. If becoming a doctor doesn't work out, disimpaction service may be the way to go! Pew pew pew!!!

Anyway, here's somethin for all the med students out there: