Woah, a very bad diarrhoea!

Bad… si it though?

It feels kinda satisfactory

Still very, very, deeply, smelly

Think I have some sort of cut in my bowels. It still hitches, it’s a little painful while turds get out.

Shit. It hits!

Worst heat ever. I am sweating and swearing. Can’t sleep.

At one point my arsehole starts hitching. WTF?!

Why?!

Washed, yet, still, HITCH.

So, I sit on the toilet. Only farts. Many farts. Inoy farts.

Back on sweating.

My head ache.

FUCK. I’m gonna die!!

Fulfilling shit

After a 10-hour slumber, my health is restored. My bowels are back at their job, thanking shits.

Done.

Great.

My vacations are better now

Back home.

First things first. A huge amount of crap.

But I guess there’ll be more to come.

Travels compromise my bowels

A very quick shit before taking the flight back home.

So far, no shit.

On vacation it can only be constipation-diarrhoea-constipation

And so on…

My arsehole really hurts.

I mean, my literal anus! Poor anus…

I think I got haemorrhoids. Yesterday, as I told in my previous post, I was starting my pub crawl night, when a strikening diarrhoea attack came in.

It was horrible. My psyche was holding my arsehole strong. My bowels were pushing as hard as possible. In the end diarrhoea copiously won over my brain, and got out in 1 second.

I feel pain since then.

Uh

Pub crawl night.

Constipated for days, and on the road I eat like an ox.

So what’s got to happen, if not fulminant diarrhoea — and searing — right at the start of the evening?

Not having a shit is horrible. Especially on vacation, when you’re supposed to relax entirely.

But with my body in distress how am I supposed to relax?

Freaking horrible!

After a long push session, I kinda managed to expel some scum, but I keep feeling there’s more.

Yet, I can’t relax. My vacation is spoiled. And my body is restless.

ffffuuuccckkkk

Tried for some time. No shit is going to get out.

Feel it.

Just seafood-smelling farts. Many. Very dazing

Too early in the morning or a little late at night?

Clearly the latest.

Went on with the first day of my vacation. Constipated for the whole day. Mostly all of the people can relate to this, you never shit on vacation. At least the first day.

I know this very well, so that’s why I’ve decided to impose my brain over my bowels right now. I must take as much shit as possible. Otherwise I won’t enjoy the rest of my trip.

Fine. That’s what my bowels said.

Fine

Indeed. Much shit developed. Some shit depolyed

NICE!

Still some to be expelled. But I’m feeling WAAAY BETTER!

Can get some sleep now!

Bye

In Nice for a few days.

And how can a trip begin without constipation all along?

Fukc

Have a flight to catch.

Am late

Shit is impossible to make