Well, I will come to the defense of forum separation.
Take it to the Pit. Not GQ.
Thank you.
JohnBckWLD, why would we not come to this individual’s defense? Do you think that his is a conscious, reasoned choice, despite all societal pressures to be thin? Try a little of the sympathy that you scorn and imagine that you’re obese and that you’ve tried to change, and failed. It’s not nearly as easy as you think and for many people (myself included) it’s a lifelong struggle. Many overweight people simply give up because they have little self-esteem and thus no motivation to change. Yet, for that, we should give them no sympathy, nor come to their defense? What do you suggest – do you think constant mockery and throwing stones would be sufficient?
There are things wrong with being fat – it is bad for your health. However, it is wrong to treat overweight people as if they suffer from some sort of moral failing or that they invite scorn by ‘choosing’ to be overweight.
Personally, I have a lot less of a problem with people who say “it’s OK to be fat”. Quite frankly, our society has a ridiculous standard of what fat and thin is, and they have very little to do with what is healthy. Even for people who are unhealthily overweight – and yes, that is an issue – quite frankly, it is none of your business. You have are not in the right by bringing it up nor by judging the person.
Perhaps you will label my words as ‘excuses’. That’s up to you. However, I don’t think that I’m alone in saying that your opinion is very insulting to those of us who are overweight to make the sort of assumptions you do. Would you roll your eyes at people who have sympathy for an alcoholic because he just drinks too much? Would you scoff at those who defend people who suffer from chronic depression, because the depressed should just cheer up?
I’d think long and hard about why it’s so easy for you to discard sympathy for an individual who is obviously suffering.
My apologies for the simulpost, Manhattan. If I have further to post, I will take it to the Pit.
Thank you, thank you very much [/Elvis]
Hello friends,
I am a new member. I found this thread while trying to find answers to obesity related issues of my own.
I had to join the message board because I know I can help you…
I used to weigh 512 pounds back in 2008,… I lost 100 pounds since then.
I’m not only obese but I also have a rare case of lymphedema called
Massive Localized Lymphedema. I am one in only 16 cases known.
Lymphedema happens when your lymphatic system gets damaged
and lymph fluid build up and causes the lower parts of your body to
swell with lymph fluid.
This man in question can easily solve his issue. Either he is not thinking,
or there is something wrong with him mentally…
My unit sits at the bottom of a crevice of fatty/lymph swollen skin
about 5 inches deep…
This man can reach and clean himself…
In public places, I straddle the toilet.
I place my feet on the right and left side of the toilet with my scrotum
hanging over the toilet water.
I let the urine flow down my scrotum, into the toilet, then wipe
my scrotum with toilet paper or paper towel…
I keep about 5/6 sheets of folded paper towel on one of my pockets where ever
I go for this reason.
You see,… It’s that simple… No mess at all…
This guy is not thinking straight…
Certain public restrooms have lower toilets that are also more oval and larger in size.
This makes my method easier…
What I also do at home and what I used to do when I went out was,
I brought a hospital wash basin in a green plastic trash bag with a twist tie…
When I needed to go to the bathroom,
I held the basin between my legs, let the urine flow down my scrotum into the basin and then emptied the basin into the toilet.
I would then wipe my scrotum with paper towel and put the basin back in the bag
and close it with a twist tie…
There you go,… I certainly hope you can help this man and give him the advise I
posted…
I hope I was of some help…
Have a great day my friends!
I could tell you about Uncle Wilf… Fortunately not my uncle, but “Joe” inherited his slightly simple uncle as a roommate when he bought the house from his parents. We joked that they sold the house to get rid of Uncle Wilf. The guy had to be 500 pounds, circulation so bad one guy when we were visiting mistook his bare legs’ skin for a cast it was so white and scaly. I think it was an underactive thyroid gland. It didn’t help that he ate mainly junk food and drank soda by the gallon.
“Joe” related visiting the old family farm once. The derelict farmhouse had a nice new solid stairway. Apparently one day Uncle Wilf actually fell through the stairs and it was a major effort to get him out and the stairs got rebuilt. OTOH, he was unstoppable on the high school football team as a blocker.
So… how did he wipe himself? He didn’t. He stank like a dead outhouse. He worked as a taxi dispatcher and the drivers would argue who should take him home because nobody wanted to air out their cab for half an hour afterward.
But even then, he never had difficulty that I saw leaving a spray mess urinating. The biggest problem mess-wise, other than the smell, was that his foot would occasionally crack open and he’d leave little blood spots wherever he walked.
Sorry, you asked. Too late to take it back…
If he hasn’t figured out how to pee in 14 years there’s not much hope.
Carl W:
First, welcome to the Dope!
Second, lay off the return key. Just type to the end of each paragraph.
I didn’t realize zombies peed. Thank you once again Straight Dope for fighting my ignorance.
As for finding Mr. Happy, I saw something in a chart one time about how a very obese man had to be catheterized, but the nurses couldn’t find his penis in his abdominal pannus. They had to call in a urologist, who used a
vaginal speculum
to locate it and do what needed to be done.
:eek:
I have read this thread over two days. Despite all of the accusations, bickering, insults and psychological guesswork, one question remains unanswered… and likely unanswerable: whoever it is, and for whatever reason, why don’t they lift the toilet seat to urinate? There might be medical or physical limitations at play, but lift the damn seat so you don’t pee all over it! When I have to use public lavatories, I am grossed out at how many toilet seats are left down and then have urine on them. FWIW, I try to use the foot method described above to lift the seat, and am usually successful. There are times, however, I have to use my hand. Either way, I wash thoroughly afterward.
Lots of people are so squicked out by other’s dried pee they would never touch the seat with hand or shoe regardless of whether they intend to wash up a minute later.
Yet another public health “victory” for germophobia.
You’d be surprised how many women pee all over the seat, too. (My mother covers public toilet seats, because she grew up in an era when kids were taught that they could catch STDs from them, and still believes that. :smack: ) Take my word for it - if you knew what lived in your nose and mouth, you wouldn’t be worried about a visibly clean seat.
I have squatted and aimed if the seat had visible grunge on it, and there wasn’t another stall with a cleaner toilet.
Wow I have been sitting here reading this and first of all I would just like every one that is reading this also knows that there is a fricken coward here too. Leave a note on his desk so he can’t get mad at you and do harm. First of all if you aren’t man enough to confront him face to face then keep your stupid mouth shut. Now to the problem my lymphatic system has been killed by Agent Orange, I now have diabetes and prostrate cancer. So I know what is going on. There are a couple of things that can be done one is to carry a portable urinal with you and to use that to urinate in. The other thing is paper towel, food it.up and place it under the front of the seat, and then when you are done.you can just either flush it or wrap it up and throw it in the trash. Either way calling the man names will not fix the.problem.
Ha!! Man, I’ve wiping piss and shit off the toilet seat for years. The handicap stall is where all the “wtf” stuff happens. Shit smeared everywhere, piss covering the toilet seat. But I have no other, cleaner stall (or urinal) to use. Im forced to clean up other people’s bodily functions on a regular basis.
People are pigs! I’m not a fan of using your foot to raise the seat, it just adds to all the germs already infesting toilet seats. I carry a packet of disposable bleach-impregnated cloths(thank you, dollar stores) in my backpack. They come in very handy for wiping down a suspect seat, btw, ALL seats are suspect. I also use the cloths to clean off tables in diners, fast food places, etc.