At least forty eight hour time span lapsed whereby big boy wanted to cry explaining how yours truly felt he would die an undertaking malaise found me experiencing physical duress vis a vis, a bowel movement, wherein waste unable to expel from the **** of this guy, which bout with ****** obstruction found me doubled over with lower abdominal distress whereby comfort found me unable to lie down nor sit upright (with back padded with pillows against the cellar brick wall), thus severe bloating a bonus well nigh and managed on a previous occasion to muster the means to bare frigid arctic vortex aire to purchase the Acme brand Metamucil, which akin to Drano doth ply thru the excretory tract supposedly loosening the stools,
which optimism (product didst earn claim to fame) generated a sigh if that expressed intent to cease LivingSocial would try humph enjoining this lxii year old married male to cede victory to the grim reaper, who would vie as winner de jure to this common fellow invoking libretto ohm resistant understudy waste not want not allowing, enabling and providing relief, without successful defecation despite the oppressive urge to bolster this Uriah heap of balled up and tuckered out five foot and ten inches of lovely bones, thence mouthing retraction of former thought to cease existing though a non-bull lever in any power broker qua mankind relief at long last provided posterior answered prayer yet, this scrivener scrutinizes his recurring pain in the *** jagged torture and asks a rhetorical one word question "WHY"?
As of early August 20th, 2021- I finally moved bowels but... mine whole body felt analogous to sluggish mollusk stasis of lower bowel found yours truly doubled over in gastrointestinal agony as if elephant or red (livid with rage) bull ****** his tusk into mine **** ah...voila... hence subsequently I tout blessed magic of laxatives Amitiza, Dulcolax, and Miralax relieving lower abdominal and ****** discomfort agonizing me dawn to dusk.
Upon swallowing first or second named laxative or sprinkling Mix-in powder pack, within 8+ ounces of water, not aesthetically pleasing major drawback foisting human waste heavy as a full coalsack sometimes burned and scorched black movement came swift, on par how fast snaky Mister liquid Plumber doth attack obstructed ***** bowl.
Well now... monumental poetic challenge, I now craftily abbreviate (think clogged toilet synonymous with blockage) waste matter after days did accumulate ready to apply corkerasp regarding ****** blockage to alleviate.