I was lying in bed when my alarm went off. I rolled over to shut it off and realized I had a football in bed with me. Then I remembered I don't own a football. So I hopped up and went to the little boys' room to burp my bag. I burped it, turned the coffee on, and sat down to check my email for a notice of a sweet note from my favorite ostomate. Well, I took a shower, got dressed, and went outside to get a sample. I came in and started running my tests on my sample. I sat back down at my desk again to check to see if I received a note from my favorite ostomate. While I was sitting there, I smelled this aroma which usually is associated with dumping my bag. I thought, "What the hell? My vent has been plugged for two days and this smells bad." So I went in and dropped my pants and found a mess as my clip came undone. It must have just happened as it wasn't a huge mess, but a mess just the same. So I shucked my pants and long johns, ended up with it on my shirt so I had to shuck that also. I got redressed and hand washed them out so I wouldn't be sending "soiled" clothes to the laundry. I don't know if I pulled the clip off, unsnapped it while working, or just didn't get it on right after my football episode, as I was half awake with no coffee in me. It sort of brought me down and got me feeling sorry for myself until I got to thinking it's been 7 months and this is my first "brown out," so I figure that isn't too bad and it could have been worse as a half hour later my bag was full of runny output. Gosh, doesn't output sound so much better than "shit," "poop," "crap"? Why can't we be like a bird and have droppings? It sounds so much better... I got some droppings all over my hand. That sounds a lot more refined. Well, that is my first brown out episode and I survived it. I just hope the next one goes as well as this one did because I'm pretty sure there will be a next one.
Thanks for listening to my rant. Mike