Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I’d stitch together the words “My Poop Sinks” in a sentence, but there you have it right in front of you in print. There is an explanation coming but first let me seed your thoughts with a birthday wish.
My Birthday Wish
In a few short weeks, on Monday, October 25th., I will celebrate my 68th. birthday. My hope is that I will be able to say this many more times in the future but only God knows if that’s in the cards. With that said, I do have a request for what I’d like you to gift me in 2021.
It is no secret that I have been a long-time contributor at Canadian Blood Services. It started twenty years ago when the clinic was setup on the campus of Dalhousie University after 9/11. In the early days, I gave whole blood which men can donate every 53 days. As a regular giver, I was asked to consider switching to plasma as there is a greater need in Canada.
By the way, not enough people donate blood, plasma, and platelets for Canada to be self-sufficient. In this wonderfully rich country with a pretty healthy population, we still need to purchase products from other countries to meet the ongoing demand. I understand that approximately 3% of the eligible adult population donates blood, and of these donors, many give blood only once a year. That is a sad comment on our generosity and taking care of each other. It is in you to give and the only cost is a bit of your time. Most people I know say they’d like to give but many don’t follow through and book an appointment; intentions don’t fill the Canadian blood banks. What goes around can come around; you might find yourself unable to get a life-saving transfusion in the future if we don’t get more fellow Canadians giving regularly.
Although I am no longer able to donate because of my cancer, I did rack up 343 donations over the years and I am very proud to know that over the years, my contributions have saved a countless number of lives.
I ask that you schedule an appointment and donate blood between now and my birthday on October 25th. When making the donation, mention you are there as a way to gift me on my birthday. It would be more special if you commit to giving regularly. Please use the link below to arrange to donate. It is a feel-good activity and you’ll make me proud to know you’ve done your part.
My Poop Sinks
So back to the selection of the title, “My Poop Sinks.” As I suspect you know, it recently surfaced that my pancreas is in a state of atrophy. It is not diseased with cancer. It’s simply shrunk and is no longer producing the enzymes needed to break down fats, proteins, and carbohydrates.
Consequently, the natural process of these enzymes helping with digestion is not working so although all I eat is passing through my GI, my nutritional needs are not being satisfied and this accounts for my weight loss and failure to drag my weight above 54.4 kg (120 lbs.).
As with other people in my predicament, I have started to orally ingest enzymes just before eating to have them floating around my GI in advance of food reaching my intestines to be ingested (reminder – in case you don’t know, I do not have a stomach so my GI is not as efficient as it used to be).
When poop floats, it is a sign is is loaded with fats. When it sinks, it indicates the enzymes are breaking down the fats in my diet which implies the proteins and carbohydrates are being processed as well. I will be able to better absorb the food entering my GI better and see my weight start to increase.
As always, I think God for holding my hand and providing the courage I need to face this miserable disease. And I thank you for continuing to be wonderful support pillars and motivate me daily to keep up the battle.
Peace, Love, and Laughter