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邦塞是人生一大享受
Monday, March 27, 2006

Thought that this would be a blogworthy moment..

And yes.. i've been under the turmoil of constipation for the past 4 days.. every time I went to toilet it was that few splats and splurts if not strands of poo that always ended in the feeling of my anus being clogged up by this giant rock-of-a-shit.

Self-remedies included 2 contact laxatives (which worked only a little) and 2 papayas. One of which was hung outside my door on Saturday night with the note stuck on the fruit:

THIS IS A PAPAYA

YOU EAT THE PAPAYA


Wonder who it was though.. haha.

So the no-urge-to-shit feeling this morning after a night of gourging papaya I decided to consult the doc at YIH..
And she told me that I probably had passed out everything already.. after pressing my tummy a few times.. thus resulting in 'constipation'.

Hmm.. though I thought the splurts and splats and strands of shit didn't really account for the millions of chicken wings I ate on Shaowen's bday.. the buffet lunch I had on Sunday (yes my crazy father brought me to eat Japanese buffet knowing I had constipation) and of course, the papayas.

So 6 hours after the oral laxatives given by the YIH doctor was given.. my tummy came arumbling and churning and I had prisoners screaming to get out of my rectum.

The run down HSS library to the business toilet was so exciting. I felt like I was going to see my wife giving birth.

And yeaaaaaaaaaaahhhh.. the smell of papayaed shit tumbling down the toilet bowl. Yum Yum!

The sun shines again.

Signed off at
6:37 pm


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