Well, evidently I can never complain about blasting semi-liquid fecal matter resembling speckled mustard/fetid turkey gravy out of my rear like a super-soaker on over-drive. Sometimes, looking down afterwards, I’m reminded of the lava scenes in “One Million Years BC”. again
:eek: :eek: :eek: :eek:
That’s it, I’m having a salad tonight… and for the rest of the week.
Being born.
We delivered a baby who was so meconium covered, he looked like a little swamp monster. We suctioned him on the perineum before he could take his first breath so he didn’t aspirate his own poop.
Sometimes I miss L&D. Sometimes I don’t.
Cyn, OB/GYN RN
Well, meconium isn’t exactly poop. As I explained to a gun-loving friend, “Meconium is the Cosmolene the Human Digestive System comes packed in.”
It’s not a bad description – it’s thick and dark and sticky, and I remember when MilliCal produced her first sample. Certainly capable of interfering with a fresh and new set of respiratory organs.
Tubgirl
If ya got a double-ended problem, the best thing is to get into the tub in a crawling position, strip as best you can, & let fly as needed. Cleanup is pretty easy if you’ve got a shower in the same tub.
Yes, this is the voice of experience talking.
Urgh. You can never unclick.
Sorry about that. I assumed that everyone knew about that one. Stupid of me.
Um…what about the chunks? They’ll just slide through the drain?
Well if you use your toes…
Oh, I knew. My God, do I ever know.
It’s definitely not your fault. I remember reading somewhere that the substance erupting from her is actually orange juice.
…or a straw.
The grossest thing that can happen?
Realizing that all that crap was inside you. :eek:
Wait a minute. It’s the soup that eats like a meal. You’ll definitely need a fork.
And that that’s what your insides smell like.
…you feel sunflower seed hulls scoring your anus.
I have never even imagined half of this stuff. How the hell am I supposed to sleep, now? This is way more scary than zombies.
Zombies with explosive diarrhoea?
Of course I read a thread like this right before going to bed.
In comparison, the most disgusting thing that’s ever happened to me was just the usual case of
sudden diarrhea halfway in the middle of a two-mile walk with no restrooms nearby.
I posted this previously before in the haiku thread, but I work in a hospital and this admitting diagnosis inspired a haiku:
Sir, there’s a problem
Pooping in the urinal
Is frowned upon here
Ailment: passing stool via penis