This post my be . . . unseemly

[angelchicken]

Okay, yes, poo. Poop. Doody.

I am talking about that. Everybody poops, or so the book says, so who am I to shy away from this topic?

Also, I am about to use poo as a metaphor for mono.

Just, you know, be doubly warned.

So, this is what I have been thinking about for the past two days.

1) I am getting over Mono. I am considerably better but I am still hit with exhaustion (I just listened to a message from my doctor who reminded me that I shouldn't be running marathons anytime soon. Thank goodness she told me because, you know, such a concern) from time to time. Better, but slowly.

2) I have been constipated since about Monday. Not horrible, I-need-an-enema-or-suppository-or-hell-maybe-just-cut-me-open-and-remove-it-all-and-why-not-my-colon-while-you're-at-it constipation, thank god, but the just-enough-to-be-uncomfortable-and-keep-you-aware-that-things-are-being-stubborn-even-though-you-have-been-eating-the-fiber-and-roughage-of-a-horse-for-the-past-week-so-what-the-hell-self-what-the-hell kind.

No pleasant but not screaming misery, either.

So here's where the metaphor comes in. I'm sorry.

See, the mono virus is all in my body, leeching my health and snugly in my blood and living the high life in this nice, warm host body (me).

And it's leaving me, but slowly. And I would even say stubbornly. It's not in any rush to get out of my system, oh no.

Do you see where I'm headed with this?

Maybe?

'Cause here it is:

I have decided that my current constipation is the physical manifestation of my body slowly pushing out the bad virus. It's happening, sure, but it's slow going, sometimes painful and taking its damn time.

Aren't you so glad you clicked the cut tag?



Well, that's that.

In other news, I submitted my Intent to Vacate letter this afternoon and within an hour got a call from the management office asking why. I said it had gotten too expensive to live here and didn't want to pony up. But if they chose to not raise my rent or else lower it I would be happy to stay.

Yeah.

So now I'm going to need to find a place within the next month.

Yay! /sarcasm.

Tomorrow I am going to the Farmer's Market; my first of the year! Yay! I can't wait. Then Fleet is coming over and we will hang out and have dinner with some friends and then who knows! The sky is the limit! The sky and my sudden bursts of exhaustion! WOO!

Comments

[poshcat.livejournal.com]

Have I ever told you how much I love your posts? Hee. I do!

If we're TMIing, and I believe that we are, nobody tells you that when you have a baby, the pushing (or some damn thing) messes up your digestive system and you get the worst bout of constipation ever right afterwards. And the first poop after having a baby is this main event that you have to mentally prepare yourself for. So my heart goes out to you, my dear. Drink some bran coffee, I'm thinking.

I'm sad that you're moving when you're still sick. I hope you're up to it.

Say hi to Fleet for me, and also enjoy the farmer's martket. I love farmer's markets.

[angelchicken.livejournal.com]

I love farmer's markets, too! They are a bounty of beautiful fruit and veggies!

And I am so happy you love my posts. Because I love yours! It's a mutual love-fest, I say! Especially TMI love. Because sometimes you just need that outlet, you know?

Actually, I feel like I've heard about the post-baby constipation, but I have also heard that there is often some, uh, other stuff coming out when your a pushing the baby out. Not, I imagine, that you'd notice what with the baby being all fighting it's way out of your person, but I've always wondered about that.

Mmmm, bran coffee. Sounds tempting, oh yes. =) And I *will* say hi to Fleet!

*loves*

[poshcat.livejournal.com]

Me! Me! I pooped while I was pushing! Just a little bit, because you don't eat throughout, of course. My attitude was, and I quote: I don't fucking care. LOL! And the nurse cleans you off without comment, so it's no big deal. Honestly, there's so much gore going on down there, what's one more bodily function?

[angelchicken.livejournal.com]

See, that's what I figured. I mean, with the fluids and the body functions and the everything, what's one more thing? I can't imagine it's a big deal, though about 10 years ago the thought of pooping while you pushed was *horrifying* and I thought that if I ever had a baby I would OMGDIE if I pooped. Because that is absolutely what everyone would be focusing one.

Hee! I was so dumb.

I feel my acceptance of possible birthing poop means I've grown as a person. =)

[nutmeg3.livejournal.com]

Poor you. Maybe it's time for a little Ex-Lax or something. Have fun tomorrow and don't get too exhausted.

[angelchicken.livejournal.com]

I hope I won't be too bad tomorrow. I am thinking I'll do the farmer's market and then come home and vacuum and then lie down for a while. I am trying to be smart and not push too hard, you know.

And I was thinking Milk of Magnesia or something but I want to hold of on laxatives. It's not too, too bad and also, my Grandmother had all sorts of problems with her colon due to them and so I am usually wary. Of course that might have been after several decades of using them, but still. . .

Thank you for the love and concern.