Today started with much of the same. Woke with raging headache so rather than lay in bed contemplating how shitty it is to wake in pain, I decided to get up and get going.
So I got up, ventured into the kitchen and immediately my pups were on alert. Mom’s up she needs to feed us. We need to piss and shit hurry……
It was the usual suspects Hamm crying because he’s starving, meanwhile he’s about 15 lbs overweight. Wiggles snorting and grunting because he’s an Olde English and they cant breath. Daisy my GSD soon to be service dog flailing about with cone on and cast on leg. About a month ago she ran out and hit a car. Yep, you read that right she hit a car breaking her left front leg. Then there is little Sampson the sweetest neediest American bulldog ever.
After feeding Miss Crazy (thats what I call Daisy since her run in with the car) I walked them all. SUCCESS everyone including Miss Crazy pooped and peed. At this point I realized I was envious of them. They all get fed, watered ,loved on and medical care when need be and the only thing that’s expected is to guard the house. I was also envious of the fact they all had a bowel movement. Its been four days for this gal and needless to say Im tired of being full of shit.
Is it too much to ask to be regular? I think not. They don’t tell you that when you get diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. They don’t say hey just an FYI you may not be able to poop for days on end and may become impacted.
Luckily thus far I had not actually had to receive medical care for this issue. So there I am taking a laxative and hoping for the best and now I wait……
I do have to say when I do have a bowel movement its a major event in my house. Having to take a laxative is not like a normal bowel movement. As you know I hadn’t went in several days. Needless to say its days worth of shit. You know what happens when you have days upon days of poop collecting in your stomach? It becomes hard. Like big rocks having to move through a small tube in your intestine. When my tummy starts cramping its time to go. Luckily Im not alone in this my dear hubby Lance comes in the bathroom if it gets painful. Mind you I was not always a free shitter, I was always very private about such matters, but the pain is so intense it feels like I’m going to pass out. I’m ok with the DH being there after all he wasn’t present for my boys birth so what the hell, he can be there when I birth my turds. Its an experience if anything. If anything MS has been a humbling experience for me.