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by Tansin A. Darcos (TDARCOS) 11/20/2011, 11:18am PST |
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I decided to order a pizza last night. Now, I don't know; I've heard it takes 24 hours for what you eat to go through your system, but within a few hours I was feeling the need to go take a shit. In fact it was so bad I couldn't get to the toilet, I crapped into my underpants and had to shit in my wheelchair. I did put down toilet paper to help absorb some of the mess, and I realize it was a pure creamy load, no solids. But not water, either.
Well, anyway, I realized once I had done the first dump I felt a whole lot better, unloading this filth and poison from my system. Then, a few minutes later I had to crap another load, and it also felt so very good to get rid of this stuff. By the very small third load, I felt a hell of a lot better now that this mess is out of me. I felt so good afterward that I didn't even mind having to clean up the mess off my wheelchair. (Fortunately, wheelchair seats are vinyl or other non-absorbent materials; if they used cloth it would wick the moisture out when you shit or piss and have an accident, and would stink all the time.)
But just getting rid of that filth made me feel so much better. |
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