I waited for a few minutes, then grabbed the wastebasket and began spitting again, trying to rid my mouth of the horrible taste.
The soap coated my teeth and resisted every effort to remove it.
I once smuggled a toothbrush in my room but using it only resulted in a huge mouth of bubbles, aggravating the problem and taste.
There was no way to avoid swallowing some soap, and my stomach churned and cramped as the soap did its worst.
About 11 pm, I finally fell asleep, still tasting soap as I dozed off.
It was about 3 am when I awoke with a horrible tummy ache.
Still half asleep, I ran to the bathroom, where my bowels erupted the minute I sat down from the powerful laxative action of the soap.