I was in Target this past Saturday night to buy diapers; we accidentally overlooked the fact that we only had two diapers left so before things got messy I made the run. While I was heading towards the check out line a group of young adults between the ages of 19-22 made a rude comment to me about my diapers and how whooped I must be. I started to laugh and told them that I couldn’t recall ever being in a variety store at 10pm on a Saturday night like they were, and that I was usually partying somewhere with my friends when I was their age. I topped it off with “Who’s the loser now?” By the redness in their cheeks and the complete silence, I knew that I had won.
Kids, do they really think they can out smart us. I probably shouldn’t talk, I’m not that old just a little wiser.
The interaction was kind of fun. I should do my shopping on Saturday night more often.
I’m in my mid 30’s and wondering what the hell went wrong. I never thought that I would be so excited about poop, but I am. Amanda, our daughter who is 17 months old and born with Down Syndrome has had problems for quite awhile POOPING. I’m sure that one day she will stumble across this post since it will forever be in cyber land now and have a few choice words to say to me. Anyway, she has fissures that are extremely painful to her when she goes to the bathroom and because of that pain she has been withholding, causing her colon to grow larger. Because of this it backs up into her intestine where it starts to harden, making it more difficult to pass and more painful. Also, because her colon is larger than normal (once she starts pooping regularly her colon will shrink back to its normal size) she is able to hold it in for days. We started her on medication, my wife knows the name of it, about a month ago and it’s only now that it’s starting to work, she’s pooping up a storm. Poor kid woke up this morning covered in it, we call these poop-outs, and appropriately named I think. So over the past few weeks my wife and I have had our share of discussions relating to………..POOP.
I’m happy to say that Amanda is making up for the past couple months and Victor Mills, the founder of Pampers would be very happy, Victor past away in 1997. He was a chemist with Proctor & Gamble when he invented the disposable diaper; he used his grandchildren as test subjects. I bet you those failed experiments were pretty nasty.
Pooping, it’s a natural thing, but sometimes it just needs a little encouragement.
I had trouble sleeping the other night for no apparent reason. I was bored and sleep obviously didn’t want to embrace me. I found myself staring up at the ceiling fan trying to focus on one of the fan blades to see if I could follow it going around and around. I moved my eyes rapidly in a circular motion trying to keep my eyes on one blade. I was unsuccessful, as the blades were moving quickly. I thought about it for a moment only to realize that what I was trying to do is exactly what I try to do in life, keep up, and lately it has been a challenge.
It seems as you get older life starts to speed up, but really you are just doing more things to fill up the time, time remains the same, but what if I was able to slow down time? I grabbed the remote to my ceiling fan and hit slow. It was pretty easy to follow the blade, a little too easy and it became boring so I pressed the medium button and found that I was able to still track the blade, but it was a little more difficult. It took a lot of effort to keep track of the blade on the medium setting but it kept me interested and as silly as it may sound, gave me a feeling of accomplishment. Weird ha. I think that’s what I need to do in my life, find a speed that I am comfortable with, but not to comfortable, maybe somewhere between the fast and slow setting. Yeah, that’s what I’ll do.
I guess that’s what it means when “they” say “take it one day at a time”. It’s easy to get caught up with things that are going to happen a week a month or even a year from now.