Musings from an Orthodox Jewish work at home mom of twins with Autism Spectrum Disorders.

I caught my 9 year old Wilma FIDGETING (doing a poop dance)—- she NEVER EVER does that— her only toilet poops are scheduled (always happening after dinner when I TELL her to go) or enema-ed (if she doesn’t poop after dinner I HELP her poop after dinner). This one was enormous enough (thanks megacolon) that her lack of RAIR (failed two anal manometries) somehow picked this one up— she had to poop! It wasn’t even dinner time yet!  Did she register that? No— she still got a little in the underwear but I told her to run to the toilet and get the rest out and whammmmo! Go girlie! woot!

Apparently there is SOME nerve ending power there— it just has to be SUCH a massive bowel movement that it would explode the colon of almost anyone else for her to feel the urge.

Here’s a post I’m not sharing to all of my facebook friends.  If you’re following this blog you either know me super well and I’ve invited you here (and you’re good with poop posts), or you don’t know me at all because we’re anonymous here. 🙂

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Comments on: "It Wasn’t Poop Time!" (2)

  1. I love your stories so much! I bentch Wilma that her nerve endings should be fruitful and multiply. 😀

  2. I love your stories so much. I’m in the privileged poopy party!

    I bentch Wilma that her nerve endings should be fruitful and multiply. 😀

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