I suspected it might be diverticulitis--my brother was watching the US Open (tennis) with some friends about ten years ago. He got up to go to the bathroom and his chair was filled with blood--bright red, which I guess means his was lower on the colon than Spaw's and didn't get mixed up with all that other stuff. They pumped about 20 pints of blood into him before they got the busted pipe sealed up, and even with that he had a long recovery, but he did recover completely (for those who don't know, diverticulitis is a burst blood vessel--and we ain't talkin' capillary here--in the wall of the colon--I suppose it could be in the small intestine, too. Bleeding to death from one is a real possibility if untreated--I'm glad Pat's healers caught it, and I expect he'll be back spreadin' his own special brand of colonic product here in the threads. Clarence, thanks for the good news (and I recall someone else asking you before, but I don't recall your answer: How in heck did you get named Clarence? Did your daddy want a son? And even if he did, why in heck would he call him Clarence? NOI to anybody out there bearing that name, but I'd just as soon be named Sue. --seed