shit happens


I ought to have some common decency and not blog about this, but hey, things happen, and shame is something I fight on the daily.

I was out walking my dog in the desert, another beautiful evening walk. The weather was gorgeous. I have some pictures I will post later, or at least I plan to post them later, in the next few weeks.

As I was walking, my stomach started to ache. I paused a moment and thought about heading home. The feeling passed. I continued out into the desert, away from the houses. Honestly, I think that may have been the better decision. I doubt I would’ve made it home.

The diarrhea came on so suddenly. I literally stopped, dropped my pants, and left that goopy, smelly mess in the desert sand. Ugh.

The dog’s walk got cut short, because from there, I cut across the desert, off the paths and trails, straight for home. Walking home was not fun. More smaller bouts.

But now I’m home. The undies are wrapped in plastic doggy bags and in the garbage. Outside, natch. The clothes are in the washer, mostly untouched, but just in case. And after a hot shower, I’m feeling better.

Yuck. I can laugh about this now. Heck, I was laughing about it even as I was walking home. I’m quite tempted to use the poop emoji. Yes, I will. 💩🤣

Noting this down as one of those could’ve been embarrassing moments in life. Now that I’m sharing it, I suppose it is. I could’ve kept quiet about it and no one would’ve known except me, my sister, and my dog. My tendency to blurt things out is showing.

Peace! Not pieces… May your stool be soft but solid. 💩🤣


6 Responses

  1. Julie says:

    Sounds like something that can be use in a story at some point. 🙂

  2. You know what I love about you? (Or one of the many things I love about you?) That you say things like they are. That you can have something so crazy happen to you and you can write about it and laugh and just let it all hang out there (figuratively and literally).

    It’s so insane the way the body kind of takes over sometimes, isn’t it? Believe me when I say I understand. (Car trip. The middle of nowheresville Nebraska.) I’m sorry you felt so crappy and had that happen to you. Especially since it ruined your enjoyment of a beautiful evening.

    But it makes for a wonderful story. *grin* And I’m glad you’re feeling better. Keep on drinking that water. (Says she who could definitely stand to go drink some herself.) <3

    • viv s says:

      Thank you! ❤️ I feel like I ought to be embarrassed, like certain family members would be mortified that I shared this, but I know this kind of thing happens to people all the time. I’d rather just laugh about it. 😁
      And to have it happen on a car trip sounds even worse. Ugh.

  3. Deanna says:

    I’m laughing with you, Vivian, not at you, I swear. But I very much am laughing. Hey, listen, you are right, it does happen. And really, how could you shit, erm, sit on such a great story? Of course you had to let it out! I’m certain Debo took it in stride. He was probably thinking, hey, she’s finally doing it in the right place! 🙂

    I hope you are feeling better though. Don’t forget to replenish your fluids. <3

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