Spaceman Spiff wrote:CalStateTempe wrote:I'm a two dump a day type of guy.
In 630 am after the morning workout and coffee.
Between 2-3 pm to get me over the hump and into the last 1.5hr of work.
Sucks for the wife; she's trained for like 3am.
I have IBS. I'd kill for only 2 dumps a day and a relatively settled stomach.
That's how much dignity I have left.
In terms of random thoughts, some people get all weird about discussing boweling. I've never seen the point of that. Yeah, you don't need to offer it unsolicited, but if the conversation goes there, it's as close to a universal topic as you can get.
This is so true. I had some issues that led to a surgery to remove a mass in my colon. Up to that point, I had colitis-like outbreaks. A couple that hospitalized me. Since the surgery 7 years ago, nothing. But when I was in the mess, especially around my surgery, if any discussion at all drifted to that very, very significant, painful, and awful period of my life, friends would freak out. "nononoNONONO...Don't talk about that. Damn."
Why? I am not discussing the coloring and shape/scent of my poo. I am not discussing the post operative care. But this happened to me. It was significant. It has some funny stories, actually, associated to it. But even a slight veer toward something that happened related to this surgery, like something totally unrelated to the functional parts like how I had to go to security in my office like 5 times during the outbreak for leaving my phone in the bathroom, and it is met with sudden barriers and freaking out.
It is just shit. And I am not so insensitive to actually talk about my shit. Just the very real and life impacting things that were happening. If they broke an arm and a bone popped out and bled and they could see all the way into their muscle and stuff, that's cool conversation. But talking about my continuous phone retention issues related to my colitis-like outbreak that put me in that room 10 times a day for about 6 months, and holyshitwearenottalkingaboutthis.
Even a colonoscopy is treated like you are talking about someone's mom. It's a medical procedure. You are out. It doesn't hurt. The prep hurts, but not that.
I really think it is, in part, related to guys intense homophobia, and association of anything ass related with gay sex. "Fuck that scope shit...my door is exit only." Yeah...OK. Have fun with colon cancer, SuperStraightMan.
