A full day of physical labour, which, despite the change in diet to mostly liquids and a small/light evening meal – wasn’t too taxing.  Just relaxing in front of a warm fire and sipping on a glass of red whilst chatting with a neighbors and then.. stop the press CODE BLUE! A Gastrointestinal emergency.

No photo to back this one up as we were entertaining and it’d be difficult to run hollerin’ through the house with the findings but for the first time a deep set Urgent Urge of the Unstoppable kind is upon me. Leggit to the loo and then… an unleashing of biblical proportions.

For the first time, this expulsion is predominantly plaque looking. Nothing much in there that you’d recognise as a normal bowel movement and the single biggest piece of plaque is like a squashed satsuma! I can’t ponder too much and much as I’d like to prod at it, dissect it and stare in wonderment all I can really do is send it on its way.

In four days now I’ve ‘lost’ a couple of inches off my waistline – down two notches on the belt. Weight loss wasn’t really something I was too concerned about… but a matter of fact ’side-effect’ of these continued expulsions is a lessening of abdominal girth!