Yes, poop.
This is a rather uncomfortable side effect of the anti-nausea drugs... I've been constipated since chemo and have been using stool softeners, but they really haven't done all that much.
Trust me--I've been doing my part to get thing rolling, but fiber, excessive amounts of water, crunches, and gentle punches to the stomach just aren't cutting it. I've eaten oily foods, curled up in the fetal position for hours, and Googled more home-remedies for my situation than I care to admit.
I think I've gone to the bathroom six or seven times today and NONE of those times has resulted in a glorious log. Just liquids...
Today I begged Isaac for a laxative. We settled on milk of magnesia.
Five hours later I'm wishing we would have just gone hardcore and grabbed something that just cleaned me out--or maybe signed me up for a colonoscopy. As it were, I am still impatiently waiting for the moment when I have to scramble to make it to the ladies' room in time.
It can't come soon enough.
