The big one finally came.
And it didn't wipe out humanity. (Well, not yet...) Or make a mess.
There was only a minor extinction-level event.
Before the pandemic, after fasting for five days I'd ease back in to eating, especially foods high in fiber. Primarily to avoid impaction, which can be very nasty. Though also because a five-day fast can kill off much of your gut microbiome, depending on whether / how much / what you do eat during the fast. In my case the hardest part of my chocolate fast was near the end of day two when I had extreme nausea---which I imagine might have been part of my gut microbiome dying off. Or maybe not---seems a little quick (for a mass die-off, at least)?
But since the pandemic is still going on and I really don't want to hazard getting long covid, I decided to prioritize eating more earlier. And replenishing my gut microbiome.
As such I expected to take a massive dump the day after I ended my fast.
But no. No more than when I had been fasting.
I was ready to nuke my bowels with milk of magnesia, prune juice, stool softeners, and additional laxatives if need be.
First I looked up how long it usually takes food to come out as poop. Of course I've read this many times before and forgotten it. 2 to 5 days on average. Okay, not so terrible, I thought. And with my deplenished gut microbiome it might take a bit longer.
Then by day four I was a little concerned. I did poop a
little more, but it wasn't the behemoth I was expecting. Made sure to give my abdominal muscles plenty of stimulation. And a bit of massage. Prayed for the floodgates to open.
And then this morning, in the middle of my breakfast, like the Heavens parting, I could feel it coming, stopped eating, and sprinted over to the toilet... like an inverted Jonah, I shat Leviathans.
Now my insides feel so much more spacious... and relaxed, and satisfied. Satiated, almost, with emptiness.
This post has been edited by Azath Vitr (D'ivers: 22 November 2024 - 01:09 PM