As some of you know, I have IBS-like symptoms from either having my gall bladder removed and/or my sigmoid and 15 inches of my colon removed - both in 1999 (rectal cancer, Stage I, etc.). I struggle with daily bm's and D. I've tried so many approaches to my situation, to fit in with a normal colon world.....anyway, my latest strategy really seems to be helping the most - 6 or so small meals, plain foods (still on my trusty low residue diet, what I've had to follow all these years), keeping my stress level low, etc. In other words, not overwhelming my gut with huge, large meals (like I used to before cancer....).
Anywho, hubby got a new boat this past spring so our family of 4 took an all boating vacation this summer. On a floating house......okay, the pictures were beautiful and accommodations looked nice.
However, I have to laugh that the marina staff who rents them do not tell you until CHECK IN that it comes with a marine toilet and you cannot put anything in this dinky toilet that doesn't come out of your body naturally. I even packed an enema just in case things got too out of whack for me (something that does turn me around when I cannot get the messy almost-D like stool to thicken, sorry for that lovely detail). Well, I thought - I cannot overwhelm this touchy toilet with the after affects of an enema. So that baby stayed packed - LOL.
Was I panicking - yes and no. My family thought I wouldn't even check into this "cottage".
I checked in, went to inspect the toilet right away. I thought, okay I can do this. I was already eating very small meals so I continued eating like this, ordering from lunch menus or the sides sections of a menu (small side salad and baked potato for example)......
Funny thing was, my family was pretty grossed out having to throw away their toilet tissue!
We ended up using an outside large garbage can with tight fitting lid and using saved plastic bags (thank goodness I didn't ask for paper as I usually do at their local grocery!).....since I go all day, without fail, I started using large sheets of paper towels and then wadding up my tissue, then I had to use sections of newspaper b/c the paper towels were running low (plastic bags were already running low and I knew my finicky family wouldn't use newspaper!).
I dubbed this garbage can our diaper pail. I had to find the humor somewhere in this situation....
At one point hubby said - look if it's too much, I'll run you into the marina and you can use their bathroom. First glance you think it's a regular waste toilet. Wrong! Another marine toilet.....
I also bought baby wipes.....I felt like I was truly going back to my mothering-diapering days, in a way. Our girls are now 18 and 20.
Had one rough night (what I call my body's natural way of cleaning itself out) and then 3 or 4 great days - formed stool, not messy - oh thank you God! Yes, I was also praying.....LOL
Second to last day, our water was cut off (workers in the area had been putting in another floating house and cut the line). I had a mini-meltdown. I was ready then and there to pack up, and just go home. Hubby said no way, we paid for another day......water was out for less than an hour. Workers apologized several times.
I felt entitled to that meltdown - wouldn't you have one?
Long story short, we all put up with this different way of relieving yourself but didn't like it. Hubby told me it was a nice concept for a one time trip. That is when I fell in love with him all over again. He promises from now on we'll be in a cabin, cottage on land or stay in a state park's lodge (where there are numerous bathrooms, I'm quite good at finding hidden gems of bathrooms, near a reception type room that isn't being used.....LOL).
Well, just had to share......beware anyone if you stay on a floating house. They do not show you these bathrooms in their brochures or even tell you about
them until they hand you the key - literally!
Post Edited (Marsky) : 6/9/2008 1:07:31 PM (GMT-6)