As I have previously said in prior blogs I am thrilled to be able to eat real food again, but here's the catch. The more I eat the more constipated I become. Now the nurse and dietician I work with said it is totally normal for most people who have had this surgery. They have suggested I increase my water....this is already an issue but sure why not. Their next suggestion is glycerin suppositories......always fun, right! The third suggestion is taking a stool softener....now they only recommend one so off to Shopper's Drug Mart I go to find Docusate Sodium. Well they conveniently popped in the fact that if I take the stool softener I have to increase my water intake again by almost 1 litre. Did I mention that the water intake is already a problem? I had a few All Bran Buds for a snack this afternoon to try to help things along. I have been taking the stool softener for 3 days and well, it just isn't removing or should I say moving the problem. I work from 6am till 2pm most days and of course as I am trying to get things finished up for the day I feel the twinge. Come on, everyone knows what I am talking about! You know the twinge....little gurgle, slight discomfort in the bowel and a twinge of oh oh in the hind quarters! Well, at exactly 1:25 the twinge attacked. I was up and out of my seat like a rocketship being launched. I made my "bee" line (previous blog joke) for the ladies facilities. Entering the washroom with a quick scan and a sigh of relief as no one was in there but me. I headed quickly for the very last stall (remember the rules of washroom etiquette) locked myself in and sat in anticipation. Waiting is not a strong point for me! I waited and waited and waited some more. I felt the twinge it was there....but nothing. Now one of the things the nurse insisted is I cannot under any circumstance strain so for lack of better wording no pushing! So I waited some more! Now much to my horror there is now people in the washroom and they are in stalls having a friggin conversation! (More bad washroom etiquette). This already makes me tense but right at that very moment the "Bowel Band" struck up a tune! Oh yeah it was a real hummer! The passing of gas was like a gale force wind that whirled through the ladies room. Well gotta tell ya my feet flew off the floor and up on the door like a shot. No one was gonna see my feet ( washroom etiquette again). I really had thought this problem had disappear, "butt" I was wrong! So since my lower end was making music I figured that things were going to work.....so I waited plus I needed time for the red hue in my face to lighten. Now the ladies conversation had a long pause as my musical instrument played on! Then the embarrassment of the "plop, plop, plop,plop" ....oh no, there was no way the red hue was lightening in fact I was sure it was deepening into a beautiful red glow. I again waited till the washroom was cleared and made my stealth trek back to my desk. A coworker asked if I was ok....knowing this person a littel better than others I explained my "no go" situation. Somehow the conversation got around to "how much did you go". Don't quote this but I think my answer was " it came out like Skittles and about a handful". Now I just want to say sorry to all those that eat Skittles cause you may never want them again. I don't eat candy and never really have so it just doesn't bother me. Between the "bowel band" musical today and the skittles talk I am ready to bury my head somewhere except there is one problem.....I really need to have the rainbow exit my orchestral pit!
Steph
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