We were recently on a flight from Fort Lauderdale to Manchester with a layover in Philly. I am not sure why I had a flare up other than maybe I ate something I shouldn’t have. Flare ups seem to be more of a mystery with me. Anyways, I just remember as the plane was landing into Philly a terrible cramping doubled me over. It seemed like forever getting off the plane and thankfully the bathroom was right there. So I told my husband I was going in to die and I would be back as soon as I could. A while later, I emerged from the hole of the dead and off we went to find our next gate where we had a 2 hour layover. Less than 5 minutes later the urgency returned and I rushed to the bathroom. The first stall opened and as I run in I am already pulling down my pants and as I sit on the toilet the dreaded thing happened. I sat on a toilet seat soaked in pee. It was too late now because there was no way I could stand because I was dying again. So I had to sit there and gag with dry heaves because of the thought. Totally unprepared, that was when I thought there has to be a better way. There will be a better way, I can promise you that.
For those of you that have not had this urgency the ones that have will agree with me that there is absolutely no time to look at the seat or even wipe it off.
Hi. Thanks so much for stopping by my Squidoo lens on Crohn's disease. I'm delighted that you want to include a link to the page on your blog. Hope you don't mind that I added your blog in my resource section. I love the personal insights.
ReplyDelete(BTW, I noticed that you had a toilet paper poll and am going to point you to my toilet paper lens, which has a debate and poll on it. Toilet Paper: Folder or Scruncher? (http://www.squidoo.com/folder-or-scruncher)
Rebecca