piles for miles

Many years ago, when I didn’t need six Aleve just to get out of bed in the morning and my skin still retained some semblance of elasticity, I harbored a completely misinformed perception of the noble hemorrhoid.

Back then, I considered hemorrhoids to be the grossest and most disgusting phenomenon ever known to mankind and I just knew that I would DIE OF EMBARRASSMENT if I ever had the misfortune to suffer from one. (Not that I was really worried about it. I was pretty sure hemorrhoids were reserved for old people. And fatties. And people who bought dollar store toilet paper. And gross weirdos with bad hygiene and a wiping philosophy of “Meh.”)

Then I got knocked up.

Pregnant ladies everywhere will tell you that hemorrhoids are part and parcel of the whole growin’-a-human gig. Come on, it only makes sense. Carrying an extra forty pounds of weight? That’s a hemorrhoid. Pressure on your rectum from your enlarging uterus? That’s a hemorrhoid. Bearing down for an hour only to produce a hard, constipated little poo the size of a pebble? Ooh, you better believe that’s a hemorrhoid.

(You can also develop hemorrhoids post-partum as a result of the strain of labor. HAPPY BABY TO YOU!)

Anyway, never mind that. The point is that, like many women, pregnancy was my sexy little introduction to hemorrhoids, and I’ve been Getting. Them. Ever. Since. There’s two different kinds, too. Did you know that? The “external” ones are the ones people are most familiar with – the ugly, bulging, sometimes itchy, sometimes painful, always revolting little piles that send you sprinting for your hemorrhoid cushion.

But there’s “internal” ones as well. They don’t look as gross – in fact, you can’t really even see them –  but fear not! They do have the “fun” side effect of making you BLEED THE BRIGHTEST REDDEST BLOOD EVER OUT OF YOUR ASSHOLE, leading you to go through the following thought process EVERY SINGLE TIME YOU GET ONE:

  1. Did I just get my period?
  2. Out of my ass?
  3. No.
  4. It’s not my period.
  5. It’s definitely coming from my asshole.
  7. This could only mean
  8. There’s only one possible explanation
  9. It has to be

Then, just as you’re about to inform the family of your impending doom at the hands of butthole cancer (again) you decide instead to look up your symptoms on WebMD (again) and after typing in your symptoms (again) the diagnosis comes up “hemorrhoids” (again.) And that’s the end of it.

Until next time.

Because there’s always a next time. At my age, when it comes to hemorrhoids, there’s just… always a next time. It may not be for a while. It may not be as bad as the last flare up. But there will be a next time. And that’s the reason I no longer think of hemorrhoids as an affliction reserved for the elderly, the sedentary, the grossly overweight, or the hygienically challenged.

Now I think of them more along the lines of:

  1. Ugh.
  2. Not again.
  3. Why did I eat that Indian food?
  4. I’m pretty sure that chicken makhani wasn’t “mild.”
  5. It was definitely more of a spicy “medium.”
  6. Ow.
  7. Is this toilet paper or did someone just sandblast my asshole?
  8. Where’s that thing of Tucks?
  9. …just out of reach…
  10. …nearly have it…
  11. Ahhh.
  15. Is he a moron?

I guess what I’m saying is this: hemorrhoids are part of my life now. An itchy, flappy, uncomfortable part of my life? Yes. But part of my life none the less. Welcome, hemorrhoids. Take a load off. Enjoy your toasty warm new home.

In my asshole.

the periodic table of your period (thanks to i heart guts)

Thanks so much to I Heart Guts for giving me permission to share with you The Periodic Table of Your Period, which she describes as “an illustrated guide to all things menses” that includes “everything from bloating to chocolate, corpus luteum to period underwear.”

I felt it was the perfect day to post this, considering that I am Rg, drinking a shit ton of Ca, and considering taking about 500mg more Nx. Now where is that Hp?

Click the image below for I Heart Guts’ original blog post, which contains a much larger .pdf version of the graphic, as well as some education, science, and funny. Enjoy the hell out of it!