She realized she could not get it out on her own and called the GI (gastrointerologist) specialists. Basically they performed a lower endoscopy which entails putting a rubber tube complete with a camera up the rectum to pull out the offending object. After two hours of trying they were unsuccessful. They even tried to burn holes into the end of the carrot to get a better grip. No dice. What they were successful at was taking photos of the carrot.
The decision was made to send the man to the operating room. Poor guy, I saw him sitting outside his ER room, slumped shoulders, looking so defeated. And he looked like a regular guy, not like what you might imagine. I felt sorry for him. I read the operative report the next day:
Patient was placed in the lithotomy position. (On his back, legs bent and spread wide open, much like getting a gynecological exam.) Medications were given to relax the muscles. (The rectum is just a nice, tight muscle). Spreading devices were used to open the orifice as much as possible. Reaching in with a special clamp, the surgeon was able to remove the carrot in its entirety. All 13 inches of it.
Do I believe his story? Not really. Do I feel bad for him? Absolutely. Maybe just a fetish gone wrong. His paperwork said he was married. Did he have to explain to his wife why he spent over 8 hours in the emergency room and accumulated a gigantic bill? Maybe she already knew... Does she do the grocery shopping????