I’ve had shirts with one sleeve and socks with no tops. Now a days I very rarely venture too far afield without at least a partial roll of TP in a coat pocket or pack. I keep 2 partial rolls behind the drivers seat of the PU.
After me and the gallbladder went our separate ways, when I poop is no longer fully my decision. I’m relatively happy when I have a say in where.
This is SO weird to me. I heard all these horror stories about how when I had my gallbladder removed I wasn't gonna be able to eat meat, anything with fat or oils in it, fast food or actually anything good, lol, ever again. Nope. Nada. Not even close. I was kinda excited not to have to deal with my "sluggish" colon. Honest to God, I had no idea people "went" more than once or twice a week until I went to college and moved into the dorms. Did it solve my problem?? Hell no. Still slower than a turtle crossing the road. Know what did help?? Me getting into pain management and starting on opioids. Inorite?? I SO do not get it ... Neither do my doctors.