Back in January I had an emergency visit for what ended up being a rotting ovary, and had to drink some blue contrast for the scan. In all honesty, I was in so much blinding pain I cannot remember what the hell it tasted like...but you better believe I gulped it when the doctor told me to. I was scared for my life. Obviously this gigantic fucking toddler wasn't hurting all that bad if taste matters more than possibly dying. Probably just swallowed its fork or something.