It wasn't pleasant, but it was educational.
Among the beneficial digestive flora, E. coli was definitely running the show. They did a lot of the work.
Incidentally, eww. I'll spare you the details.
Anyway, the really big concern was always that all the E. coli would become too numerous and ruin everything. When I talked with them, all the other organisms lived in fear of demoncracy.
After an hour, I was getting hungry, but I was worried that if I ate, it would get really weird. And probably more icky.
Biology is best when theoretical, I think. I guess our sense of what is icky is based on the idea that if you have to think about the details of what's going on inside your body, something has gone wrong. Usually it's illness or injury, but I guess sometimes it's a catastrophe of logic.
Fortunately, a buddy spotted the flaw in my logic and brought me back out. Thanks!