How a book can help you avoid constipation
What works for me in the small room, the snake oil doctor in me claims will work for one and all!
I have written about bowels and latrines/toilets previously and here I am again posting a short entry prompted by Elizabeth Marro, she of Spark fame, who sometimes reads my stories when I post them and that is a great honour.
Elizabeth recently asked her followers where they read books and no one, until I came along, owned up to reading in the toilet/latrine. She sort of owned up to reading on the job as well so to speak.
I am in no doubt that reading the right kind of book sitting down in the small room, to give the space in question yet another name, can help you overcome/avoid constipation and help you leave the room feeling a lot better than when you went in. Reading a newspaper or playing with your cellphone/smartphone in a bog can have the opposite effect on your bowels and cause them to clamp up. As someone who a year ago spent nineteen days in hospital with acute pancreatitis, the only thing it beats is the anal pain that accompanies acute constipation. Luckily, my experience of constipation is very rare, thanks to my ‘small room library’
So what works for me in my small reading room? It is a collection of books I never tire of looking at. The photographs bring back floods of childhood and teenage memories of the days when I traveled around London on buses and how my world looked then, devoid of skyscrapers and soulless town and cityscapes, sitting next to a girl called Joy on 662 trolleybuses, who told me on her wedding day that next time it would be me. I haven’t seen her in sixty-two years. It is a story I will go on telling to the day I die, as will the one I tell about my wife Susan, who for near on fifty years has been happy to ride on buses with me, as we have today (and a tram coming home).
Do you have a small room library that helps relax you in little room?
Well, nature calls, so I best go choose a book from my small room library. It’s so easy. 🐰
I have never read on the toilet. Well, I might have looked at the pictures in the catalogue that hung on a hanger in the outhouse to use as toilet paper. But I've been using indoor bathrooms for the past 72 years, so I'm not sure whether I read the ads at all. I read in bed, in my chair, and lately in the chair hammock. I've read on buses, trains, planes, but never in automobiles. I've read while eating, while sitting on the floor, and in my treehouse when I was a kid. I have a friend who used to read while driving on the freeway (!!), and another friend who used to read while walking. Hopefully both only read audiobooks while doing those things. I used to listen to audiobooks while driving on long trips, or while painting a room, but I rarely listen to them now. I prefer to hold a physical book in my hands.