When Your Body’s Warranty Begins to Expire
It’s inevitable and embarrassing at times
I woke up this morning feeling the same aches and pains I always experience every morning. But I only got up to pee twice. Hallelujah! It’s the first day of 2020 and nothing has changed. A new year and the same old decrepit body! What the hell did I expect? Disappointed, I go to my favorite room in the house, sit on the throne and begin reading my mail on my iPhone. Great, Sherry McGuinn has written a new story, “Peeing in the Tub”. How timely and appropriate, Sherry! You brought me out of my first depression of the new year! As you requested I’ll share some of my thoughts and forgettable moments with you.
First of all, I’m not a bath person. I’m a shower person. I have always had the fear of sitting in the bathtub, covered with soapy water and bath scum and either the phone rings or someone comes to the door. The same thing could happen showering but for some reason, I don’t dread that. So I don’t fart in the tub, but I have been known to rip one in the shower. Who’s to know? Well, now you and anyone who reads this will. Oh well.
While we are on the subject of the expulsion of intestinal gas I can attest to the fact that, at least for me, getting older has complicated the act. Somewhere in my aging process, I developed IBS (irritable bowel syndrome)…
