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TIFUpdate I drank a litre of prune juice day 2, probably shouldn’t of went to my meeting.

I managed to sleep through the pain, no poop stains and woke up quite normal in the morning and only had a 2 hour meeting so I decided to go in.Very strange, expected to have erupted but no bowel movement at all.

Even though I didn’t explode today it was still horrid, when I arrived the meeting my stomach was still making weird noises, usually you wouldn’t hear it but whenever the room got quiet it fudging echoes around the room and people kept glancing at me, man my anxiety I dreaded every second the room went quiet.

After the meeting quite a few people offered me food thinking I was malnourished or something and I just went with it, no way was I admitting I’m constipated. Take note people, just got to drink prune juice for free food.

But the worst part of the day was the gas. As an adult I’ve mastered silently farting, I’m sure many of you have as well, you can control how much u let out and with little noise. When that guy coughed let a bit out, when people start talking you don’t stop farting.

But here comes the kicker, maybe it’s a symptom of Covid or I never noticed but my farts aren’t smelly or I can’t smell it, even when I’m doing number 2. They certainly used to be smelly when I was younger cos I remember farting one time and my cousins who sniffed it started vomiting. So cos I can’t smell my farts idk if my silent farts wre deadly or not but I’m 90% sure I saw the female group near me flaring their nostrils through the meeting. I really hope that had nothing to do with me gassing up the room

Anyway I’m about to sleep again going into day 3 no bowel movement only farts and stomach noises. Want to get this over with so I’ve taken prescription laxatives as well.I’m hoping it’s not like a volcano where the pressure is just building up leading to a unprecedented dump

TL;DR: Haven’t exploded yet but embarrassing day.

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