Now you might not think that's much of an accomplishment, and certainly nothing to brag about, but remember--I had a colostomy a little over 6 weeks ago, so it's impossible for me to fart, (some gas bleeds into the ostomy bag, but it does that quietly, when it happens).
This most definitely was not gas going into the ostomy bag, it was flatus exiting the traditional port. So how did I do it? Beats me, but apparently I have a talent that I was unaware of, because it wasn't just a feeble little "poot", that left me wondering, "Was that a fart?"
Nope, it was a gen-u-wine, bonafide, unmistakable, real, live fart. Not only that, but it was promptly followed by a secondary aftershock, which was almost as pronounced as the first volley, and certainly removed any doubt that might have existed after the first event.
I'm baffled, once again, but I was there, so I know it happened. I may have to write a book, yet--just one more bizarre event in my revcovery. LOL.
Love,
Wayne
