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Story time, hold on to your guys. Happened a few years ago.
I had surgery on my toes. I had to have my big toes fused, and sesamoids removed. I had to stay off my feet. I was taking pain meds and laying on couch. Of course, the pain meds backed me up, and I already slow moving system.
3 days without shitting. I decided to take stool softeners. It's been a minute since I went, so fuck it, take 2. I'm gonna need it. 30 minutes later, nothing. I grab the box. Fuck it, this shit ain't moving. I take 6 more and chug some water. I pass out on the couch for an hour.
When I wake up something isn't right. Uh oh, the gurgles start. Finally I can get rid of what feels like a rock in my bowels. I sit on the throne. Nothing, but my stomach says otherwise. The gurgles start to get angry. My stomach feels like I ate rocks still. I start to drip sweat. I get chills with them. I'm shaking like a background dancers ass in a music video. Next up, the worst anxiety feeling I've every had. It feels like my soul is trying to leave the horror I wrought upon myself.
Finally, a few minutes later, it begins. The boneless brown trout are angry. They want to escape, but all at once. It feels like my ass is ripping everything around it apart. The brown trout are peeking. Then, they begin their migration. Poseidon gives a huge wet sloppy cold kiss on my cheeks. I'm still dripping sweat, head to toe. Still chills, causing my whole body to shake. Soul still trying to figure out how to leave this disaster. I feel out of body, but still in at the same time.
10 minutes roll by. 15. 20. 30 minutes later, it's all finally over. The last of the trout, now more liquid than solid, have finally been freed. My ass feels like I bent over to get the soap and a prison train came into the station. I'm drenched in sweat. Chills still all over my body. I feel weak, like a newborn fawn. My soul finally gave up on its attempted escape, but I still feel like I have no move. My body is telling me that I need to escape, maybe leave my bowels behind. My ass cheeks are wet. They're also completely numb. My feet fell asleep. Trying to get to the couch was a drunken style stumble. Never taking the orange pill again Morpheus. I never want to see how deep the brown hole can go.
[Edit: I realize you are not supposed to take that many. I didn't have any laxatives. I couldn't drive, and this was around 10 pm. Family had gone to bed and stores closed. I was desperate, so decided to go for it.]
TLDR: Took a total of 8 stool softeners, and found out how bad the brown hole can go
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