I woke up early today, I washed my face, gargle and I’m ready to start the day right. I washed some dishes, made a mug of coffee, fried some left over rice and swept the living room’s floor. I was so hungry, so as soon as the rice is ready I scooped some. A red salted egg was lying on the table so I cracked it up and finally, had my breakfast.
I was thinking about nothing when I felt a sharp pain gliding through my abdomen. It was a sign. I proved when I hurriedly went to the CR to totally evacuate crap from my intestines. Honestly, I’ve been waiting for a the urge for quite a while but I guess I was constipated. I knew coffee stimulates my insides to move so I thought it was just normal but when strong and painful urges occurred I suspected it is all because of the salted egg. I lost some potassium in the process that’s why I feel weak. Even in the midst of such crisis I can’t stop myself from thinking about the scientific explanation of the situation I’m in.
Luckily, I just went up to three episodes and I guess I just needed some major clean up because it’s been days that I haven’t been in the throne. I feel good now. Although I do not know whether everything was thrown out, now I wonder whether the salted egg is still in my stomach cause gastric emptying time takes 2 hours.
