by BuhTuglia » 23 Nov 2016, 22:10
Howdy.
Okay, I'm not actually going through what you're going through... not technically, I don't have a fissure and never have (and never hope to have one, of course.) Anyway, I do know a lot of what you've experienced, there are many similarities to what you have and what I have. Mainly, the poop part. My whole life revolves around poop. Around turds, shit, feces, crap, dookie, call it what you will. I stopped being polite about it years ago. Poop is my defining characteristic, at age 58. My world revolves around it. I examine it, pore over it... speculate about it. I am more intimately familiar with it than any human should ever have to be.
Anyway, I have nothing but sympathy for you; I know where you're coming from. This disease (and it's like) suck the very life out of you. Certainly any pleasure in life. Thank god for smartphones, I remember the old days when all I had to read in the bathroom was analog books or magazines. If I could get even minimum wage for the hours I've spent in the bathroom I'd be a rich man. Yeah, a rich man who still has a butt that don't work right.
Only one person in my life have I ever told the full details of my life, of my sickness, my disease. My aged mother, who is now 88 years old, and is the kindest most sympathetic person on the planet. Even she seems to have finally ran out of optimistic happy things to encourage me with lately, and I feel bad for doing that to her, but after forty years I'm out of ideas myself. This crap sucks, literally and figuratively. Enough is enough. There has gotta be more to life than pain, humiliation and poop.
Sorry, I intended that to be more encouraging. Anyway, wherever, whatever you are, I feel for you. Power to you. Good luck.
russell