"B" is for Bowel

In the realm of creative caregiving, the B-word comes up regularly. I intend the following to be helpful to readers, not graphic, nor offensive.

I happen to be blessed with bowels that move regularly and predictably. I am blessed, at least for now, not to take any medications that interfere with that particular function. However, I have arrived at this state of B-Bliss, not only due to blessings from above, but through carefully developed habits. I have learned that just the right amount of fluids (mostly water), lots of fiber and fruit, no white bread, little sugar, good high-fiber vegetables, exercise, and relaxation produce results.

Because this formula works so well for me, I admit to being a bit self-righteous and, well, evangelical about it. If only others who are B-challenged would convert from white bagels to oatmeal for breakfast, drink more water, and get a little more exercise, they too could be saved.

It seems grossly unfair for B-anxiety to rule one’s life; to plan all other activities around it. On the other hand, when one can mark a big “B” on the calendar, it is cause for rejoicing and celebration. Thanks be to God and oatmeal!

Sue