Nowadays they have commercials on TV for everything from feminine hygiene products to male bent penis treatment. Just as with Donald Trump, after my initial disgust, I grew used to it, sort of. So I suppose that it’s acceptable for me now to discuss men’s underwear. As a kid, I wore jockey shorts. This was way back when the only choice was white. Somewhere along the way, I transitioned to boxer shorts [“Don’t mess with me. I’m wearing boxer shorts and I know how to use them.”] The ostomy surgery made the decision on this unique piece of apparel somewhat problematic. With the boxers, the location of my stoma was in a difficult spot. But if I hiked the shorts up too high, I felt like Little Lord Fauntleroy; too low, I got no support. So eventually, I went super sexy and began wearing bikini briefs. I got the necessary support and had no rub-on-the-stoma issues. These days, I have special ostomy underwear that includes an inner pocket to support the pouch when I exercise. I almost broke my neck a few times at first putting them on, but I’ve finally hit upon a workable method. All of which has caused me to think of a good way to distinguish middle age from old age: in middle age, I knew when I was going to have a good day by whether or not I could get into my underwear without holding onto the dresser; in old age, I’m ALWAYS holding onto the dresser.
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