I bring this up because I was recently on a trip…and uh,…did the deed on a Sunday morning and then not again until maybe Thursday or Friday. My mother was travelling with me at the time and I told her this and she FREAKED and told me to go make immediately.
Well, I’m sorry, I can’t just do that on command.
Once, in college, I did volunteer work in the Appalachian region. I think I was gone a week then - no poo poo for me. It might have been the intense fear of eating the food or of using the outhouse. Who knows.
It’s not normal for me to go that long but well, it happens sometimes. I wonder if it’s a travel thing. Anyway!
So that’s the topic for discussion - What’s the longest you’ve gone without poopin?
WELL THANK JESUS…FINALLY, a competition I feel confident in winning.
When I was three years old, I was admitted to Christ Hospital in Chicago for having not pooped in:
31 days.
I was given an extra strength enema and it nearly killed me (literaly, the strain on my little body, muscles and heart) trying to get ‘it’ out. My mother was devastated, she said my face was GRAY, my lips were pale, a big, distended stomach, I couldn’t eat, I was decidedly lethargic…icky.
After the hospital, i was sent to a child psychiatrist who concluded that i was such a creative, artistic person that I longed to keep everything I created…thus holding in feces for a month.
:rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes:
Her perscription? Every time I pooped after that (for about six months), my parents would have to come in and clap and say how great it was. If anyone was over visiting they would have to come in and do it as well.
Fun times at the Li’l Jarbaby Haus. I’m sure we had a lot of parties.
Anyway, I still suffer effects from it, sometimes not going for five or six days at a time. Aw shucks, guess I’m still sort of creative.
I had the exact opposite problem of jarbabyj. I had to stay in the hospital because I couldn’t stop crapping as a newborn. Everything that the doctors tried didn’t work (at least the way my mother tells the story). Finally my mother said that she wanted to try something. She says that she feed me some matzoh and that stopped me up.
To answer the OP, I once went about 2 weeks without defecating. It is amazing what a great deal of bread and some will power can accomplish.
I’ve never seen a more appropriate usage of the eye roll.
Oh, and BTW, If anyone is at my house, parents, friends, guests, neighbors, anyone – I make them come in and clap for my poop too. I’m 27 and I just never found it necessary to stop doing this. It gives me a real sense of accomplishment.
And for the OP, anything more than 36 hours and you can assume something is very wrong with me. I don’t remember anything over 2 days.
I may just know some unusual women, but gimme the benefit of the doubt. I have heard this conversation between women no less than 3 times. And everytime there would invariably be two or three women who assert that they shit no more than twice a week regularly. Often agreeing that on good weeks they crap once.
Being a guy, this sounds decidedly unhealthy to me, but they had no obvious adverse effects. I mean the most discussion that me and the boys have regarding our crap is usually how bad it reaks, or how many trips your were driven to after a night of cheap beer. Generally our crap schudule doesn’t come up too often. Women on the otherhand, while trying desperately to convince the world they neither fart or shit, love to unburden themselves with this information at the first sign of complete and total non-sexual comfort levels. I talked about shitting in the girls dorms too much.
My theory is that these girls who don’t shit for days at a time probably don’t eat enough, and are constantly dieting (as opposed to excersising) and the old colon is trying to sap every last shred of calories and nutrients from the stuff before it lets go.
My longest, I’d say 36 hours, tops. Although there was this trip to Germany in high school where the food was so bad that I only ate about 3 decent meals in 14 days when we made it to McDonalds. I don;t really recall the pattern then, but I suppose it might be a personal best.
I have Irritable Bowel Syndrome, so I drift from one extreme to another, but I can go three days, no sweat, and up to a week with some discomfort.
I’m paranoid about doing THAT in other people’s toilets, so I will hold on until I’m back in my own home… no matter how many days I’m away for.
I don’t think that is the case. My wife has this very problem and usually doesn’t defecate for at least 2 or 3 days. She is not obese but she she is larger than she should be for her height and she never is on a self imposed diet. I think her problem is related to her stomach problems. She has what appears to be chronic acid reflux… at least that’s what the symptoms feel like, but we think it is something else.
What was really strange was when she was pregnant. During that time, she never had any stomach problems and she defecated every day.
You sound like my MIL - who cannot poop anywhere but on her very own pot. It may very well be a travel thing!
My high school boyfriend also had this problem. When he went away to boot camp after college graduation, the biggest thing he was worried about was how long it would be before his butt started working in a new place. After all, ya can’t hold it for 3 months! The fact that he was going to boot camp, with lots of food shoved at you and lots of physical exercise involved, helped, I think. Within a week everything was running smoothly.
All I have to say is that if you want to stop poopin’, spend two weeks in the New Mexico wilderness eating freezedried food, with the only place to go being a hole you dug yourself (and had to fill back in afterwards.)
I think I went almost the whole two weeks (the problem was we got real food halfway through, so I had to go on about the tenth day.)
My bowlels are pretty regular but I noticed that a good percentage of folks can’t manage to pinch a loaf during the first week of military boot camp. I’m sure it’s the stress of the situation combined with the less than private facilities.
I took a friend who will remain nameless to the Suns game … recently as I had tickets to the company skybox. She excused herself to use the facilities, a nice private bathroom in the skybox but on the way home she said she really had get home to do business. She explained that she could have gone in a public facility just fine but not the private bathroom for fear someone would need to use it right after she was finished.
Sheesh. I think Allen Sherman said Americans will piss anywhere but there’s no shit like home.
I would have to agree with romansperson ,it’s most probably a travel related thing. I go to sea on a month on month off basis. I’m always constipated for around a week when I join the ship. There’s no discomfort, I just don’t go make number 2’s for a while. I’ve never figured out why and it’s not like I really miss it much… Well I do fall behind in my reading and the crosswords pile up!
I’ve gone for about 4-5 days without dropping the kids off at the pool.
In a fit of stupidity, I ate 3 rather large brownies laced with pot. Not only did I feel completly body stoned for 3 days, I’m sure the pot deadened my colon and shut down portions of my digestive tract. I couldn’t shit if my life depended on it.
4 or 5 days later, the horrific log scrapes out of my bum. It was so big, I was compelled to name it.
I did.
Pot-log.
It’s now considered a part of the family.
Protocol at my hospital is no BM by day 3 = Colace. If no BM in 24 hours, other meds, bowel protocol, looking for impactions/obstructions. If intake is below output, NPO, abdominal surgery and such, we don’t freak as much. jarbabyMom should’ve sued the crap out of the doctor who thought a huge enema was the way NOT to kill a small child.
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I just couldn’t sit by without saying how annoyed I get at the use of the work “make”…drives me batty. Just say shit, why tiptoe around the issue.
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First 10 days of boot camp I never saw the throne. Before and afterwards, I could tell time by it, I was so regular. But those 10 days it just never occurred to me to go “do the duty”.
I make every day. I dont remember the last time I didn’t make in a day. Occasionally I make twice. Very occasionally I make in the morning and half hour later have to make again.
Hmm, with all the boot camp stories, maybe someone ought to point Airman Doors to this thread. Anyways, I can second the feeling. A while ago, my ROTC unit offered us the chance to see what Marine Corps boot camp is like. Five or six days at Parris Island. Shat shortly before leaving, and on the way back. Realized that the entire time there, I’d never felt compelled to use the, err, facilities. Hadn’t even thought about it while there.
A year or so ago my sister and I were sitting around a kitchen table listening to our elders talk about their bowel movements. We came to a conclusion:
If we ever EVER EVER started talking about the frequency of our defecations we were to shoot each other on the spot.
On a related note, when my brother has a particularly nasty spell coming on he always lets go in someone ELSE’S bathroom. The whole family dreads Sunday evenings :mad:
