Not too long ago I just experienced possibly the most religious fifteen minutes I’ve ever spent on a toilet.
I managed to pick up a stomach bug or something and while there had been a few small tremors throughout the day, what I just endured was less prepared for than the Indonesian Tsunamis. In fact, I bet they sounded pretty similar.
The actual attack was a brilliant display of technical feats and pyrotechnics. I managed to get a fever, break out in a sweat and experience vertigo all from my white seat. At the end of this excruciating ablution, I had little more than my conciousness to convince me that my large intestines were still in roughly the right place.
I’m now working on replacing the fluids I lost, but apart from the occassional quiver, the enemy forces seemed to have retreated.
I wouldn’t normally post on such a delicate subject, but it sounds like you may have the same bug that I’ve recently endured. Good luck, as it lasts a while. As for religious toilet experiences, I had one of those several years ago after an operation on my “nether regions” when going to the toilet for the first time after 10 days also took on a truly transcendental nature.
Ewwww.
Pretty sure I had the same thing not so long ago! As did Jeremy. And several other people I know. Nasty stuff.
Natalie had it for like a week – she lost four kilos! I’d hug you but I don’t want to catch anything. I had it for almost a day and that was bad enough. I got off lucky compared to most people!!