Still Trying Drugs
I have revisted the Digestive Health doctor. Some new pills to try. Seems there is a thriving market for IBS medications.
Day ten of sixteen for these babies. Different brand, same high cost should I have to fill an Rx as the previous one I tried. At least no upset stomach this time. Either one should come with a supply of Preparation H suppositories! Pooping rocks are not much fun.
This time the office gave me a poop sheet to complete. Tracking BMs. I am to call when drugs finished, but I have forgotten what I am to tell the nurse since I didn't write down what she said. Possibly to get more samples since my next appointment is still several weeks away. Not really possible to relay the log info over the telephone.
I am beginning to miss my enemas. Ten days since the last one. Not only for the cleansing effect but the sensations and pleasures that accompany a good enema. It is as if my colon is telling me, "Hey, where is that full, warm feeling?"
So far I am holding off to allow the drug to do its thing. I have finished the lower dose ones and now into the much higher dose pills. Thus far the higher dose ones do not seem to be as effective as the original pills were.
As a side note, I have emperical evidence that mom was right all those many years ago. Being constipated tends to make one cranky.
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12GAUGE 7 years ago
As to "not dripping oil everywhere" I can only say this: I just recently got reacquired with enemas and hot anal sex. I tried everything. Folded paper towels like a sanitary napkin. Two pairs of shorts or boxers. Finally tried an adult diaper and struck BINGO. They come in all sizes. I like the Depends brand and they are terrific! They also give me a bit of a kinky feel too.I used to go for 6 hr minimum for my sex play. I stopped using oil years ago. The last few years I've used baby oil gel 5oz size at a buck a pop at a dollar store.
Sorry to hear of your BM trouble. Been there.
UncleO 8 years ago
WWBD?*
Gave up this morning. When you can't get to sleep because of a full rectum and attempting to poop at o'dark thirty yields little results after much effort, it is time to break out the enema gear. But first I had to deal with the blockage or there'd be little chance of the enema working.
My first inclination was to squirt some oil in, but the syringe I'd use for that was buried in the tiny bathroom closet. Besides, I did not relish the idea of dripping oil everywhere during the process. For some reason my sleep-addled brain thought of substituting frozen margarine for the oil. Lipids be lipids and all. In no time my carving produced a couple of suppository-shaped lumps of Parkay. Insertion was easy and the cold hardly noticeable. The best thing (besides the buttery aroma) was how easy it was to retain those grease bullets. About forty minutes elapsed before there was the urge to go.
The gridlock cleared, I proceeded to take a two quart soap enema via a Foley tube. To my pleasant surprise, the stringent solution flowed without difficulty.
Now, after several subsequent BMs I feel a lot better but can still feel that my colon isn't completely empty. Wednesday morning I will attach my FR30 colon tube to the enema bag and take a full, slow, deep enema. So much for six dollar pills.
*What Would Brando Do?