Share Your Poop!!!
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More like, "Do everything you can to avoid being near an airplane lavatory after someone else poops in it!"
There were some Delta Airlines Aircraft (the original DC-8 61 with the engines that would "whine" when you GPU'ed them) where it was just a septic tank and did not flush. It had the "blue chemical" in it. I found that out the hard way. In one of the rare occasions when I flew UNAM (at age 8), I had to call an FA back to the lavatory, having just dropped a perfect deuce, because I couldn't find the "handle." "Oh, don't worry, it's a special chemical that dissolves it..." the FA replied. Embarrassing (well, for a 8 yo, at least).
Skip to 01:39 for the GPU start.
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There were some Delta Airlines Aircraft (the original DC-8 61 with the engines that would "whine" when you GPU'ed them) where it was just a septic tank and did not flush. It had the "blue chemical" in it. I found that out the hard way. In one of the rare occasions when I flew UNAM (at age 8), I had to call an FA back to the lavatory, having just dropped a perfect deuce, because I couldn't find the "handle." "Oh, don't worry, it's a special chemical that dissolves it..." the FA replied. Embarrassing (well, for a 8 yo, at least).
Skip to 01:39 for the GPU start.
Travis AFB (Sacramento) to Clark (PI) via Hickam (Hawaii) and Andersen (Guam) in a stretch DC-8 full of families and GI’s on PCS move. Smoking allowed, no booze, screaming kids were an extra Beni. 24 fucking hours in that POS.
I’m still emotionally scarred by the experience (lol) and I never want to see another DC-8 again. EVER!
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Sorry, next guyMore like, "Do everything you can to avoid being near an airplane lavatory after someone else poops in it!"
So, this is fun. I’m stuck in the bathroom instead of setting out presents with the wife. We went looking for dinner after church instead of finding something at home and ended up at a ramen and poke bowl place. The most sanitized version of events I can give is that “it didn’t agree with my stomach”. I’m probably going to lose a few extra lbs though…
I had the reverse problem, recently.
My Dr. had changed my meds, doubling my dosage of a certain diuretic in order to reduce Blood Pressure. This, along with a diabetes II medication that helps reduce A1C by expelling sugar in the Urine. Hence, it makes you Pee a lot. I had taken the diuretic for some time (the basic half dose) without much trouble. But having been prescribed the "double dose" tablet, the end result was me becoming extremely constipated.
In one "episode," I was unable to "expel" it on my own (without tearing/injuring my "bunghole"), and had to use "alternate means" (i.e. "dig" it out in pieces with my finger). Where's that "Fleet Enema" when you need one?
I remember as a 3yo boy getting a Fleet Enema from my paternal Grandmother (60 at the time). She had me in "prone"position over her lap while seated on the toilet (like I was being spanked) attempting to administer it, and I was "kickin' & screamin'" something awful. I hated it. And then she said something that just chilled my $hit and made me comply quickly........ "Would you rather I have your father do this?" Anyway, my Dr. returned me to the original "base dosage" tablet of the diuretic, and things went back to normal. I'm finding decent success with my "don't pinch" procedure. The "paperwork" has been reduced greatly!
Stay Safe!
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Yikes…I had the reverse problem, recently.
My Dr. had changed my meds, doubling my dosage of a certain diuretic in order to reduce Blood Pressure. This, along with a diabetes II medication that helps reduce A1C by expelling sugar in the Urine. Hence, it makes you Pee a lot. I had taken the diuretic for some time (the basic half dose) without much trouble. But having been prescribed the "double dose" tablet, the end result was me becoming extremely constipated.
In one "episode," I was unable to "expel" it on my own (without tearing/injuring my "bunghole"), and had to use "alternate means" (i.e. "dig" it out in pieces with my finger). Where's that "Fleet Enema" when you need one?
Anyway, my Dr. returned me to the original "base dosage" tablet of the diuretic, and things went back to normal. I'm finding decent success with my "don't pinch" procedure. The "paperwork" has been reduced greatly!
Stay Safe!
PSA, everyone. There’s always some way your situation could be worse so don’t complain too much
I pooped in a colosotmy bag for a year, then had a reversal. For the past year I have been passing turds as big around as my finger and a foot long because of a stricture where my colin was reattached to my intestine. The opening/stricture is 3mm in diameter so my gastro doc can't even do a colonoscopy. I go in for surgery on 12/31/24 to get the stricture fixed, along with a hernia repair. Looking at about 6 hours of surgery and 4 days in the hospital. On the bright side, I get to spend New Year's Eve legally whacked out of my mind on an anesthesia hangover and pain killers. In spite of all of that, you are right, things could be worse.
Let me then share my version of a Johnny Cash song with you. I wrote this version after Thanskgiving 2022. I got a colonoscopy that Sunday. Before that, you drink this prep stuff.
Essentially, when you drink the first batch, you need to go ahead set up on the commode. The last remaining brain cells you have will leave you through your anus. 3 hours later, I finally dry up enough to put on an incontinence underwear I bought just for this. Get some sleep and the alarm is set for midnight. I get up and go through the second batch. Another 3 hours until I am just pouring out water.
So, the song, and if you can do it in the voice of Johnny Cash, even better:
"I sat on a burning ring of fire.
I sat down, down, down and the flames went higher.
And it burns, burns, burns
This ring of fire.
A ring of fire."
The alarm rings again at 6 am and I shower. No water or coffee.
I go to the hospital (it is across the street from the facility where my wife lives.) My friend from high school meets me there since they require I have someone to accompany me. I told him we would have to walk in hand in hand, singing "You're The One That I Want" from "Grease."
Since I am a light tenor, I would sing the Sandy role done by Olivia Newton-John.
We did not actually do that but it was worth the laugh.
Before getting hooked up for sleepy juice, a nurse notices a lump that has been in my back for almost 20 years. She wondered what it was and I said it was a dependent I write off on taxes. She said it is probably a fatty noma.
Anyway, I get wheeled in the operation room and they give me the sleepy stuff.
Later, I wake up in a recovery room. The doctor brings me water and coffee. He asked if I had any questions.
I asked, "Did you find Jimmy Hoffa in there?"
He said, "No, we did not."
Never cracked a smile or chuckle. Probably use to all the shitty jokes, pun intended.
2 small polyps, 4 large polyps, all benign.
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Stomach Flu has been going around, wife rode the porcelain bus after visiting the grandson, his Mom got it too, I dodged the bullet.
"When you think you only farted and you find you've been outsmarted...
diarrhea, diarrhea ...."
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