Comments on: The big D

By: Sara

Sara — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 00:41:12 +0000

Reach for the Immodium.

By: Ralph

Ralph — Fri, 09 Nov 2007 00:05:33 +0000

An unfortuante experience I had at work:
After filling the toilet with a fiery hot, black liquid that came from hell I sat sweating waiting for the next wave. Unfortunately, the next wave turned out to be baseball-sized lump of solid turd. I fired a fastball out of my ass and right into the dark smelly liquid sending a fountain of shit upward. It sprayed the back of my shirt and hair and all over the wall behind me. I cleaned up the area as well as I could but there was no way to clean off the shirt or my hair. I snuck out of the office and drove home, took a shower, changed clothes and came back to work. No one even asked where I went.

By: GTT

GTT — Wed, 07 Nov 2007 16:02:48 +0000

Moon- Ihave to hand it to you… I´m sorry for your crappy experience but that made my eyes water…

The funniest D story I know happened to my brother on his first date with his current wife. He was not feeling well but had wanted to go out with her for a very long time so he decided to go anyway. One dinner and light conversation later, when they were both starting to relax, the girl told a joke and along with the laughter creeped out a bit of D. He had to get up, run to the bathroom of the restaurant, finish his business, throw away the underwear and take the girl home. She never noticed. Even now that they are married my bro has sworn me to secrecy.

By: Tdave

Tdave — Mon, 05 Nov 2007 10:32:39 +0000

O.K. This is fairly tame so if you’re reading the comments and saying “EEWWW” you can take a semi-breather. The worst big D that I had was after I helped my elderly neighbor fix his tracter. It was a simply fix. He “rewarded” me with a big hunk of his wifes homemade blueberry pie, with three big scoops of vanilla ice cream on top. I’m Lactose Intolerant. I didn’t want to seem ungrateful and I didn’t think it would cause too big a problem so I ate it. I had the big D for two weeks. If I didn’t take a dose of Pepto Bismol every few hours the big D would come back. I used up three larger size bottles, far exceeding the maximum dosage until I discovered I could stop taking it. Perhaps something was wrong with the pie, on top of my lactose intolerance.

By: mike

mike — Mon, 05 Nov 2007 07:40:36 +0000

I was helping my girlfriend’s friend move into her new apartment, and we had done heavy drinking the night before (it was 9 o clock and we went to bed around 5). We were moving things and I got that feeling and knew D was coming for a visit. I buttress my cheeks together and make it through til we move everything. I get upstairs when I can’t take it anymore, and all the doors are locked! The only rooms accessible are the kitchen and the living room. My car is out of town, and I don’t know the area, so I have to take her friend’s keys and drive to the nearest place I could find, which was a gas station, and when I came out of the bathroom, the attendant shook her head at me. Man that was embarassing.

By: will

will — Sat, 03 Nov 2007 17:03:11 +0000

Thats nothing I got dysentery, and food poising within a week of each other. And that was a week ago. Pretty much i live in spain, where these two sicknesses are as unknown as in the US. I ate a bad sandwich one night and next thing I know dysentery. when I got better I traveled to oviedo to go to the prince of austuria awards{look it up, its famous} only to get food poising from a chinese resturant. Overall i’ve lost ten lbs which isint gonna kill a guy whos 200 lbs but an african kid, YES.

By: Snapper

Snapper — Fri, 02 Nov 2007 19:52:36 +0000

After dealing with IBS for years now, I will never again buy a car without leather seats!

Worst experience ever? Oh, how can I pick just one? Driving my mother home after visiting my father in the hospital, and we get stuck in a construction zone. No way in or out, and well, I’m already at breaking point. After another 20 minutes at standstill, doing everything I can to keep my mind off things, well, nature took it’s course.

There is nothing more humbling than having to continue a conversation for the rest of the car ride, pretending that the Big Brown Elephant is not in the room.

By: Ginger

Ginger — Fri, 02 Nov 2007 14:36:29 +0000

Ya gotta be careful these days talkin’ about ED…there IS more than one meaning to that one!! LOL!
My episodes with D were in the months after having my gall bladder removed. I was eating large quantities of dry, air-popped popcorn to try and soak up the liquid on a daily basis…thankfully my innards finally adjusted to not having a gall bladder!

By: meg

meg — Fri, 02 Nov 2007 07:45:00 +0000

I’m living in rural China as a volunteer teacher for a couple of years and I have been plagued by health issues since shortly after arriving. I was basically sick all the time.
Several hospital trips and IVs later (the Chinese love those things) I called my doctor in America and the nurse told me the name of a med I needed to take for a week to clear some bacteria out of my small intestine. There are about six hundred billion ways to get bacteria in your system here, so I guess that’s not much of a shocker.
And hurrah! Thirteen months worth of sickness ended. The only downside is that I seemed to have some sort of allergic reaction to the meds, but I managed to make it to the end of the week and I hope that’s the last time I have to do that.

By: Eva

Eva — Fri, 02 Nov 2007 03:12:49 +0000

Yes, the big D definitely sucks. But talking about it can sometimes come in handy if you’ve got no shame. All you have to do is mention the words “ED,” and you can get out of anything you don’t want to do – no questions asked.

Also, I can relate to United. One day while driving to my school that was 45 minutes away, the big D hit. I was still 10 minutes away but couldn’t wait that long – I was at the leakage point. I had to pull into a gas station and use a wet, dirty bathroom that I probably caught another disease from. Ugh.