Every single time I make a poo, I get up, turn around, look down, and inspect it. I do the same with urine, and snot too I suppose. Everything that comes out of my body gets an inspection. I assume that every single person on the world does the exact same thing. Why wouldn't you? What if you didn't and your stool was blood red, covered in blood, and all bloody. Wouldn't it be better to know?
Sometimes I am quite impressed with my movement. Sometimes the color is weird, or the shape is weird, or the size is incredible. I have noticed that since I began my 30 days experiment, that my poo is less frequent, yet quite lengthy. It is amazing. Sometimes my urine is yellow, sometimes practically clear, and on occasion some other color. I find these things to be quite interesting.
I wonder why people don't talk about these things. Wouldn't it be safer for everyone to share their stories and thoughts on the subject, and even compare stories of amazing poos, or perhaps urinary colors?
I think these things should be spoken about openly and honestly. Because if you say that you don't inspect these things upon production, you are a filthy liar. You are lying to yourself, and to others. Come on everyone, let's talk about shit and stuff! Every single person on Earth has to crap and piss at some point. So if everyone on the planet is involved, isn't that truly the one thing that binds us as a human race. Why is there a single shred of shame involved? There should be a U.N. of poop, the United Poop, the U.P. What do we have to do to get that going? Maybe I'll start a movement. 8-).
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
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My significant other has taught me that eventually we all become bowel obsessed in our old page. She says it's one of the normal psychological stages of life.
I look at my poop. I check out my crap. I examine my dookie. I'm a self pooh looker.
But after years in the hospital environment, I can promise you don't want to look at other people's shit.
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