On Saturday, March 7, 2020 at 2:30:55 PM UTC-8, jazee...@gmail.com wrote:
> A large load. I felt a shit coming on prior to getting my coffee. I was near the library so I stopped in. First stall I went to I had to back out because there were turd stains on the floor. Then I heard the handicap stall door open up and snagged it. The floor was clean but the seat was down and the urine was un-flushed. Lots of pigs using that restroom and I'm not one of them.
>
> I took a crap and could tell it was incomplete. But I dug in with some baby wipes I had on hand as well as some tougher paper towels I carry in my back pocket. I figured I was good to go.
>
> About halfway through my coffee I could feel my guts churning. I raced through the coffee and walked home, about 7 minutes. I did not feel shit come out but I did feel a wetness between the cheeks. Please don't let there be shit in my underwear. This was my mantra during the 7 minute walk. I was wearing long johns over the briefs. When I pulled them down to sit on the toilet I could see the turd meat spread wide throughout the fabric. It's not really a huge amount, maybe just a pellet, bon bon sized, but during the walk it spreads through the cheeks and gets mushy. So while sitting on the toilet I had to take my shoes off, carefully, then the long johns just to get the undies off. I put them in the sink and proceeded to take shit number two for the day. A lot of it backed up. I cleaned the undies as best I could and sprayed them with peroxide. There will be a light stain, I can tell. But I'll be the only one seeing it so I really don't care. What a fucking chore though. Time consuming too.
>
> And now I face a long walk to the markets with the guts churning anew as I face the possibility of shitting my pants twice in the same day. That's what lying in bed for days will do. Not enough routine I suppose. Anyway, I did it again - shit my pants - and no matter how bad it gets (well, I suppose there IS a limit), I am not going to see any doctors about it because my faith in them is shot. I washed my hands really good after cleaning out the undies and am wondering if shit might be a deterrent to the Corona virus. Could be. Up in the morning, wash your hands with shit, then rinse thoroughly. The protective qualities will be assimilated through the pores just enough to stave off the virus while your hands are devoid of stench and ready for nose picking if needed.
>
> Thanks for reading.

I don't know if this is where you recently posted about digging-out your constipated poop but unfortunately, I know what you mean now and wish I didn't.

On Friday, October 22, 2021 at 7:47:13 PM UTC-4, bosodeniro@gmail.com wrote:

> I don't know if this is where you recently posted about digging-out your constipated poop but unfortunately, I know what you mean now and wish I didn't.

Deep down everyone knows what I mean because I am the truth and the truth cannot ever be denied.

On Friday, October 22, 2021 at 4:47:13 PM UTC-7, bosodeniro@gmail.com wrote:
> On Saturday, March 7, 2020 at 2:30:55 PM UTC-8, jazee...@gmail.com wrote:
> > A large load. I felt a shit coming on prior to getting my coffee. I was near the library so I stopped in. First stall I went to I had to back out because there were turd stains on the floor. Then I heard the handicap stall door open up and snagged it. The floor was clean but the seat was down and the urine was un-flushed. Lots of pigs using that restroom and I'm not one of them.
> >
> > I took a crap and could tell it was incomplete. But I dug in with some baby wipes I had on hand as well as some tougher paper towels I carry in my back pocket. I figured I was good to go.
> >
> > About halfway through my coffee I could feel my guts churning. I raced through the coffee and walked home, about 7 minutes. I did not feel shit come out but I did feel a wetness between the cheeks. Please don't let there be shit in my underwear. This was my mantra during the 7 minute walk. I was wearing long johns over the briefs. When I pulled them down to sit on the toilet I could see the turd meat spread wide throughout the fabric. It's not really a huge amount, maybe just a pellet, bon bon sized, but during the walk it spreads through the cheeks and gets mushy. So while sitting on the toilet I had to take my shoes off, carefully, then the long johns just to get the undies off. I put them in the sink and proceeded to take shit number two for the day. A lot of it backed up. I cleaned the undies as best I could and sprayed them with peroxide. There will be a light stain, I can tell. But I'll be the only one seeing it so I really don't care. What a fucking chore though. Time consuming too.
> >
> > And now I face a long walk to the markets with the guts churning anew as I face the possibility of shitting my pants twice in the same day. That's what lying in bed for days will do. Not enough routine I suppose. Anyway, I did it again - shit my pants - and no matter how bad it gets (well, I suppose there IS a limit), I am not going to see any doctors about it because my faith in them is shot. I washed my hands really good after cleaning out the undies and am wondering if shit might be a deterrent to the Corona virus. Could be. Up in the morning, wash your hands with shit, then rinse thoroughly. The protective qualities will be assimilated through the pores just enough to stave off the virus while your hands are devoid of stench and ready for nose picking if needed.
> >
> > Thanks for reading.
>
> I don't know if this is where you recently posted about digging-out your constipated poop but unfortunately, I know what you mean now and wish I didn't.

I'm looking at a mail order catalog for geezers with 50 pages of health & safety apps with everything from motorized wheelchairs to jet packs for taking midair dumps, and a dozen different types of movable, collapsible, and adjustable seating for taking dumps over toilet bowls comfortably. I just wish they had a hose and a jet nozzle for pulverizing a constipated butt-full of poop — cuz when you're constipated and all plugged up you just feel like dying.

> I'm looking at a mail order catalog for geezers with 50 pages of health & safety apps with everything from motorized wheelchairs to jet packs for taking midair dumps, and a dozen different types of movable, collapsible, and adjustable seating for taking dumps over toilet bowls comfortably. I just wish they had a hose and a jet nozzle for pulverizing a constipated butt-full of poop — cuz when you're constipated and all plugged up you just feel like dying.

"Jet packs for taking midair dumps", lol. "Over toilet bowls" is good too, but at first reading I envisioned more of a random bird-like dump method with unplanned droppings.

> I'm looking at a mail order catalog for geezers with 50 pages of health & safety apps with everything from motorized wheelchairs to jet packs for taking midair dumps, and a dozen different types of movable, collapsible, and adjustable seating for taking dumps over toilet bowls comfortably. I just wish they had a hose and a jet nozzle for pulverizing a constipated butt-full of poop — cuz when you're constipated and all plugged up you just feel like dying.

I hit the downstairs mailbox yesterday for the first time in 5 days. It was loaded. All the same, nothing but insurance ads. The big poker game is about to come to an end. Competition is fierce. Aside from the long wait I still think the emergency room provides better service than any one doctor or any kind of insurance. I haven't used it lately with the COVID still hanging around, but I really believe the service and attention one gets at the ER is better than at a doctor's office or small clinic.

On Friday, October 22, 2021 at 4:47:13 PM UTC-7, bosodeniro@gmail.com wrote:
> On Saturday, March 7, 2020 at 2:30:55 PM UTC-8, jazee...@gmail.com wrote:
> > A large load. I felt a shit coming on prior to getting my coffee. I was near the library so I stopped in. First stall I went to I had to back out because there were turd stains on the floor. Then I heard the handicap stall door open up and snagged it. The floor was clean but the seat was down and the urine was un-flushed. Lots of pigs using that restroom and I'm not one of them.
> >
> > I took a crap and could tell it was incomplete. But I dug in with some baby wipes I had on hand as well as some tougher paper towels I carry in my back pocket. I figured I was good to go.
> >
> > About halfway through my coffee I could feel my guts churning. I raced through the coffee and walked home, about 7 minutes. I did not feel shit come out but I did feel a wetness between the cheeks. Please don't let there be shit in my underwear. This was my mantra during the 7 minute walk. I was wearing long johns over the briefs. When I pulled them down to sit on the toilet I could see the turd meat spread wide throughout the fabric. It's not really a huge amount, maybe just a pellet, bon bon sized, but during the walk it spreads through the cheeks and gets mushy. So while sitting on the toilet I had to take my shoes off, carefully, then the long johns just to get the undies off. I put them in the sink and proceeded to take shit number two for the day. A lot of it backed up. I cleaned the undies as best I could and sprayed them with peroxide. There will be a light stain, I can tell. But I'll be the only one seeing it so I really don't care. What a fucking chore though. Time consuming too.
> >
> > And now I face a long walk to the markets with the guts churning anew as I face the possibility of shitting my pants twice in the same day. That's what lying in bed for days will do. Not enough routine I suppose. Anyway, I did it again - shit my pants - and no matter how bad it gets (well, I suppose there IS a limit), I am not going to see any doctors about it because my faith in them is shot. I washed my hands really good after cleaning out the undies and am wondering if shit might be a deterrent to the Corona virus. Could be. Up in the morning, wash your hands with shit, then rinse thoroughly. The protective qualities will be assimilated through the pores just enough to stave off the virus while your hands are devoid of stench and ready for nose picking if needed.
> >
> > Thanks for reading.
>
> I don't know if this is where you recently posted about digging-out your constipated poop but unfortunately, I know what you mean now and wish I didn't.

It ain't the last word on the subject but it's pretty close https://www.slideshare.net/openmichigan/gemc-the-adult-patient-with-constipation-resident-training

Plus a visual aid: https://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=manual+disimpaction&&view=detail&mid=7B88CE9F1C40EB9A81497B88CE9F1C40EB9A8149&&FORM=VRDGAR&ru=%2Fvideos%2Fsearch%3Fq%3Dmanual%2Bdisimpaction%26FORM%3DHDRSC3

> > I don't know if this is where you recently posted about digging-out your constipated poop but unfortunately, I know what you mean now and wish I didn't.
> It ain't the last word on the subject but it's pretty close https://www.slideshare.net/openmichigan/gemc-the-adult-patient-with-constipation-resident-training
>
> Plus a visual aid: https://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=manual+disimpaction&&view=detail&mid=7B88CE9F1C40EB9A81497B88CE9F1C40EB9A8149&&FORM=VRDGAR&ru=%2Fvideos%2Fsearch%3Fq%3Dmanual%2Bdisimpaction%26FORM%3DHDRSC3

I wish I had impacted turds. My problem is I don't have turds, I have mush.. It comes out easily but never clips off. Some always stays inside. I need to first wipe then use baby wipes to dig out the mess. I am living with it. Everybody is living with something uncomfortable, or will be in time. On that basis I say life is beautiful and yet I am ready to die at any time without putting up a fight (unless it's for air). What we need, Bozo, is a disimpacter for your soul. A lot of waste stuck in there. Let's revamp the whole thing. Give you a whole new perspective on life.