I have slept all day and still feel tired but I'm ok. Tea, toast and dry cereal have been tolerated and I'm able to fart
It might have been an IBS thing as it was very short-lived. I'm back to taking regular buscopan now. I already take large doses of codeine for chronic pain and I'm usually fine except for lots of wind thanks to intolerances.
I developed d&v and a kidney infection in America as a young adult and still had the shits when I left the hospital and had to get from California via truck, greyhound, taxi, plane, another plane and a car ride from London to Manchester. I had a 19 hour wait at JFK and it wasn't fun with those weird toilet cubicles with the gaps down the side.
At uni I had tonsillitis and was on penicillin. I farted liquid shit down the leg of my best Calvin Klein pjs with no warning. I then spent all night vomiting with a sky high fever. The pain in my throat was indescribable but isn't at the top of the many bouts of tonsillitis lists.
My lovely mum had been given the prep for a colonoscopy many years ago. She ended up in agony and being blue-lighted to hospital on gas and air for the pain. The effects of the prep kicked in while waiting for the doctor in an A&E cubicle. She had to have a commode and the sound ricocheted around the commode bowl and the smell was something else. She was mortified but laughing with me too. I worked there and I'm not sure if that made her feel better or worse but we still remember it will horror but humour.
I used to have an eating disorder and would swallow handfuls of laxatives in my worst times. So now I tell myself "come on trots you used to do this for fun" to get myself through the pain 🤣
Your stories of foreign travel shits reassure me that I'm right to stick to the U.K. I can't imagine the horror of having to squat at the side of the road.