Don't read further if you don't want to read about poo. About me pooing. For some of you, reading about the first would not be, in principle, so objectionable, but reading about the second would be. Just know that I'm about to write about the second one.
Not easy. Sitting on the can is tricky and pushing is weird since I'm scared of hurting the wound. Which, though admittedly a fair distance from the chute, is still close enough.
Wiping forward isn't easy either. A two handed operation - one to lift and clear, the other to wipe.
But it feels good to have pooed. Because now I can take the hydrocordone.
This is the end of the poo post.
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