tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23640420.post-1149063937482665562006-05-31T04:04:00.000-04:002006-05-31T04:25:37.523-04:00Experiencing a fair bit anxiety lately and unable to sleep last night, I decided to take Gravol. I knew I would be drowsy in the morning, but figured it was worth it. I did not anticipate <em>this</em>.<br /><br />At about 7am, I woke up and realized that my flange was leaking. Way too out of it to do a bag change, I went for the 'mefix' medical tape, sealed it up, and started dozing heavily again. When I woke up an hour or so later, the poo had soaked through the tape and weakened (to say the least) the seal. My nightie was stained and still I was just too drugged to do anything immediate or really <em>effective</em> about the mess. Instead I took off my PJs, wiped myself up in the bathroom, ate half a banana, covered my abdomen in a plastic bag, and put on some boxers to contain it all. A plastic bag. I wrapped myself up in a <em>plastic bag </em>and lied on my stomach, which then marinated in a squished layer of poo until I could muster up the strength to do a change.<br /><br />It was about 40 minutes. The banana had time to work it's magic, which is something I use often to facilitate changes without spontaneious liquidy squirting, particularly if it's the morning which is when the poo is the most liquidy and slimy. Bile, guess.<br /><br />Which come to think of it, is mostly what my abdomen was marinating in. No wonder I now have a bit of red bumpy rash on my tummy. sheesh.~mypinkbutton~http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181089087985770525noreply@blogger.com