Just trying to distract myself with a post about poop. Apologies to the delicately inclined, might be best if you stop reading now.
My surgery was 10 days ago and was breeze compared to this! Feel like i have either been sobbing on the loo or pacing about in agony half wanting, half dreading the loo for the last 48 hours. Got so desperate on Saturday I called111 and got in to see an out of hours doc who gave me 2 instant enemas and sent me home. 20 minutes later I’m expecting fireworks but only managed to shift a little 2 inch plug.
Yes I’m taking lactulose, eating fibre and drinking loads but I think the codeine they gave me in hospital has done a thorough job of bunging me up and I really don’t have much appetite right now. Anything I eat feels like it’s backing up.
Last night in one of the half hour naps between trips to the loo, I had a dream about someone manually flushing this stuff out if me - think I might have been re-living a documentary on colonic irrigation. Trouble is, in practise everything they suggests relies on you pushing stuff out and my poor bowel muscles and botty are so tired and sore from producing rabbit pellets, I can’t face it.
Don’t know what to do with myself. Things seem to be moving a bit more now but this is absolute misery. Will it never end?