The Big C

No 

I am not talking about cancer

Thank God for that 

But I am talking about another C

That C being constipation

I was supposed to go to Ephuses today with my Mum and sister

Up until beakfast I was going

But then

I found myself in the bathroom

So backed up and uncomfortable

That I couldn't bear going on a guided tour 

Where there may be no toilets 

Or worse

There might be a hole in the ground toilet

Being bulimic

Or at least trying to recover from bulimia

I pay close attention to toilets and flushes 

Especially when out and about

Or in a restaurant or cafe

It can be quite the tricky operation trying to purge in public bathrooms 

Although here 

In fairness 

I have been very lucky with toilets

And have had no major problems

Anyway 

I elected to stay in the hotel for the day

And was looking forward to having done time to myself

And finishing my book

I spent the day between my bed

Where I slept for two hours 

And the roof terrace 

Where I caught some last minute sun

One of the young lads they work here

Came up and asked me if I wanted a drink

And a few minutes later he came up with a tall, cool glass of lemonade

It was most welcome

Our hotel here is lovely

Our room is small but comfortable mans perfectly formed 

Food here is hit and miss for me

Some things I have liked

Some I haven't 

And I am missing home cooking 

You kind of get sick of eating out all the time

And ham!

OMfreakin'G I miss ham so much 

I can't wait to have a ham salad sandwich when I get home

The other day 

I was backed up again with the C word

My sister suggested that I drink a strong coffee to get things moving 

So we headed to the nearest cafe

Where my sister ordered me an espresso

As you know

I am a confirmed tea drinker

And actually hate coffee

But if it did the trick

I was willing to try it

I knocked back the coffee

Then had half of my sisters Americano

It was horrible

Like drinking neat alcohol

But I hoped it would help

An hour later we were heading out for dinner

And settled on a Thai place around the corner from our hotel 

I was hungry 

And really looking forward to something tasty

I ordered the beef salad

And when it came it looked delicious

But when I had a few mouthfuls 

I could feel my stomach churning and gurgling 

I continued to eat 

And even tasted some of my sisters curry

But then

I had to stop

It was coming 

I could feel it 

I was going to throw up

I quietly excused myself 

Threw on my jacket

And ran in the pouring rain

All the way to my hotel 

Just in the nick of time

I made it to the bathroom 

The mixture of the coffee and the food had not been a good combination

I feel so much better after I got sick though 

And the coffee even helped with the constipation

I hope I am not sharing too much here

But I know that bodily functions are hot topics in the ED world

I know when I was in treatment 

We were constantly talking about bowel movements and the like

Because when you are messing with your food and your body

All these functions are sent in to disarray

The best advice I ever got for helping yourself go

Is to raise your legs a little

Like put your feet on a bin

It kind of helps angle your body for easier well...... You know what I mean

It just helps things flow easier

Oh my goodness I am so sorry if this is too much information

But that little tip might help someone out there

The other day when I posted some photos

I forgot to point out something about the 'cat man'

He actually had a set of weighing scales in front of him 

And was inviting people to weigh themselves

Holy shit

That is my worst nightmare come true 

Weighing myself in a public place

So I gave him some money 

But politely declined his offer to weigh go

See if you can spot the scales....