This photo was shot in 2008 in Phoenix AZ along the freeway. It wasn’t the interstate 10. Wherever it was it entertained my thoughts everytime I passed it.
No one likes this question. Especially if it is asked by a complete stranger such as myself. Such a personal inquiry. Yet there are some who will tell me their entire life long digestive history, including habits, mishaps, and meds. I just take notes for it is the assessment I am conducting.
I am sure that this should have been my specialty. Back in the day, the mid 90’s, I was a new RN and single. As a new mother and an RN working with seniors, poop has become part of my daily routine. Horse poop, baby poop, cat poop. I change poopy diapers for baby’s and adults (at work), shovel horse poop, use horse poop as manure, and sometimes deal with a lot of bull poop. I spend as little time with the latter as possible. Poop says alot about a person, character and all.
Perhaps you don’t find this post appealing. I don’t care too much for poop myself but there is absolutely no escape from it. During health histories, I ask about this very subject. Some people are short and brief, while others expand on their entire life-long bowel story. I don’t know why but people are very open in sharing this very personal part of their lives with me, even stranges. For when they discover I am an RN, little is held back.
The best advice I can give you regarding the subject: Be careful what you eat and who you shoot the poop with. Less likely that you will get stopped up. For you have your own to deal with.