I love any talk about poop. And farts. Call it my childish sense of humor.
I developed GI issues about 4 or 5 years ago. It became horrid in 2011 when my alcohol consumption was through the roof. There were needles, testing, medications, etc. and nothing helped. It was diagnosed at the catch-all "IBS".
Always been a small gal but at its worst I weighed 82 lbs. Nothing would stay in my system. When it reached this point I just stopped eating and just drank. Suffice it to say, this only made matters worse.
Now at 15 days sober I congratulate myself on every solid poop. It's also delightful to eat a meal without severe pain.
Ah....just one of the perks of being sober.
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