What is it about this surgery that has made me lose all sense of privacy? I post pictures of myself in swimsuits, yell my weight out loud, and now, lovely BOOBS, I'm going to talk about poop.
Yep, I am.
I have unfortunately experienced my first full-fledge case of constipation. It got so bad that on Sunday I had to do things to myself that no one should ever have to do, and when it was over, I weighed 4 lbs less than I had at the start of the day.
Now, I'm paranoid because I do not want to ever go through that again. I am now adding benefiber to my coffee and water and also taking a probiotic every day for "colon health". My husband said I seem to be completing my transition to a 70-year-old woman quite nicely (ass!). But he's right, because now in addition to my haggard boobies, I have a counter full of products to help me poop.
If I log on to tell you I've fallen and can't get up next week, don't say I didn't warn you.