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Rectum...Damn Near Killed 'Em!

WARNING: there will be gross, disgusting, and/or explicit stuff in here. You have been warned.

The ALS has reached my bowels. (Deadpan Yippie) Yeah, I actually felt my rectum for the first time in my life. A series of involuntary spasms over a couple day period and I can no longer control my bowel movement. I'm at the mercy of peristalsis and I hate it. Complicating things is the development of constipation. Yeesh! And I don't have muscle tone to push anything anywhere! I'm no longer a stranger to Miralax and stool softeners. I'm reduced to discussing my "B.M." how big, how small, what consistency? .

I've actually been feeling spasming in a lot of my organs over the past year. It's been truly frightening. I mean think about it, my heart is a vitally important organ and I've had fasciculations around my heart. Scary. My diaphram is weak. My lungs are weak. Kind of necessary for survival.

I'm not looking for sympathy, I'm just chronicling my more base experiences should anyone care to see another PALS progression. It's been 2 years and 4 months since diagnosis. Add another year as I estimate that is when symptoms began.

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Location: Seattle, WA, USA

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