Connor’s post about drinking beer to save your family reminded me of what happened to a friend of mine:
A few years ago my friend had some major pains in his lower abdomen, went to the doctor and discovered that he had kidney stones. At this time my friend was in the bishopric of his SLC ward and his doctor was a friend of his, also a member of the Church. Anyway, the doctor told him there were basically three things he could do. The first option was to just wait around for the stone to pass naturally. This of course could take days and would likely be incredibly painful. The second option was to go to the doctor, take a lot of drugs, pay a couple thousand dollars, get cut open and have the stone removed. The third option was that he could go home that night, drink a six-pack of beer and hopefully pass it that night.
Foster’s was the natural choice of beer considering that my friend is Australian. That night he drank the entire six-pack and passed the stones relatively pain-free. Next morning woke up with a hangover, but had no stitched up holes in his stomach and still had a couple thousand bucks in his pocket (less the $10 for the six-pack of beer).
I guess you could consider the urinary track as part of the body that needs to be washed.