Just Call Me Two Flush

Warning:  This post contains scatalogical ruminations which some may find to be in poor taste.

Awhile back I found myself a wee bit jealous of Elena because she had obtained actual medical proof that she was extremely full of ****  Now I realize that more than one or two of you have already determined that I suffer from that same fate, at least figuratively.  However, based on my own empirical research, I think I must spend most of my days full of **** literally as well.  Even though I eat much less than in the past and I don't visit the bathroom as often, the results when I do so are, well,  prodigious.  Of late I have had to flush at least twice to get rid of it all.  I am trying to determine what is causing this phenomenon (other than my own juvenile fascination with such matters).  I guess my diet is better with more fiber, more fruit and better fats than I used to consume.  Despite my intellectual interest in the answer(s) to that question, I think I will, however, refrain from closer examination of my own production.

RP

OK, I have to respond.......only because I just had a conversation on this topic over the weekend with two WLS folks. How can there be so much when we eat so much less?????  I, too, will refrain from closer examination. But, I'm just sayin'!!!

I know they say that misery loves company....but I often wondered too why I could eat like a bird and poop like a bear.  It even got so bad that I plugged our toilet so bad that my husband had to go buy a "snake" to get it going again.  How ladylike is that?  Good thing he loves me.

My all time mortification was plugging the toilet at my in-laws.  "do you have a plunger?"  I ask meekly? 

Life is better now that I take Miralax - and this is TMI, but that helps make potty time not like giving birth. 

Thank you for making me laugh out loud here at my desk.  Your all-time mortification story reminded me that I had to have someone put in a work request for building maintenance to come unplug the toilet.  Of course I said that I found it that way, not that I made it that way.

RP

Must be the week for ****ty conversations!!!  LMBNO...  

Here I am, nearly 2 years out, and for the FIRST TIME, I brought up one of my burning poop questions with a fellow MG coffee person (whom I shall not mention by name, to protect the innocent - or at least the less vulgar-inclined).

Similar to what Lori said...  Have you ever sat down, done your bidness and felt much relief, even tho it seemed like you didn't produce much?  Then upon standing, taken an innocent glance down - only to find Jabba the Hut staring up at you out of the water?  I mean, OUT of the water??? 

WTF???  I guess the only way I can hope to explain it is - it's all FAT that's been flushed out of my body - 'cuz the volume in/volume out theory just doesn't add up!

Don't even get me started on the porcelain skidmarks....

I thought about entitling my post:  Above the Waterline.......it even grosses ME out, which is almost impossible to do.

Yep  been there done that.  Just didn't go there.  And my poor husband coming in after me to look in the toilet AFTER it's flushed and say WTF???

Only us WLS people with the goofed up plumbing....

One more comment for all of us to remember is ....

I'd rather be poopy than fat.

Rick, you make me laugh!    But yes, I've wondered the same thing.  How, when we eat so much less, can we go so much more???  I've thought the same as Darla, that when it feels I haven't gone much, I take that peek and it's like seeing Mount Everest in there!  

At first, I was going to reply TMI, but upon further reading, I have to say "too much laughing!"

I'm so glad I wasn't reading this at work......