Stuffed Dookie and Listening to your Body

Literally, stuffed dookie. Face it: poop is funny.

Stuffed Dookie seen in Zumiez window

Like many things in life, those topics considered taboo to discuss in public, be it poop or sex, becomes a mystery. With the mystery comes misinformation, shame, and ignorance.

Mr. Hankey, The Christmas Poo – South Park, Comedy Central

Mr. Hankey knows. The Christmas Poo from South Park: It’s the ‘Circle of Life’ {or in Mr. Hankey’s case, the ‘Circle of Poo’}. I digress.

I’ve had some interesting situations the last couple of weeks. Be it etiquette or ignorance, I’ve realized that my blunt assessment of situations, particularly bodily functions, and human nature isn’t always reciprocated. I assume that in 2016, we call defecation feces, we call sexual relations sex, and we don’t use immature names that aren’t rooted in science.

Enter the Dookie, the Dook, the Poo…well, shit happens.

It started a few weeks ago, we played a card game called: Bang!

Innocent enough. It’s a card game that involves Outlaws, Deputy Sherriff, and the Sherriff. The object of the game is to not get killed and lose all your bullets/lives. As we’re playing the game, the family we were playing with kept giggling when ‘Bang!’ was used in a sentence.

“Bang! was so much fun!” … giggle, giggle…

“I want to play Bang! again!”  …giggle…giggle…

I was, in all honestly, oblivious as to what was so funny. It then dawned on me that “Bang!” is a euphemism for having sex. Everytime I’d say a sentence with the word “Bang!” in it, giggles erupted.

I suppose, to pre-teens, it’s funny. It feels like you’re getting away with saying something dirty, without saying anything dirty. There’s nervousness about the idea of thinking about what the euphemism means. There’s a secrecy to sex that, when introduced, seems overwhelming and gross, yet intrigue must surely set in.


Because it makes people uncomfortable to talk about sex as they associate sex with intimate feelings. Acts of comfort, pleasure, or connection. There are as many reasons to have sex as people having sex. When we discuss this with our friends, we can be vague about the details. As adults, most of us have an intimate working knowledge of the act of sex.

When introducing this topic to children, children do not have any spatial recognition of what sex encompasses. The experience, and practice, is what gives the depth of knowledge and experience that is relatable. Of course, we don’t want our children to experience sex. Certainly some people may feel uncomfortable discussing this topic with their children as it’s now *taught* in public schools. This basic human action is left to be presented in a classroom, then surely the information is discussed after the presentation.

I’m hopeful it’s changed since I was in school. When I was in school, the class was separated into the *girls* and the *boys*. Girls were crowded onto the floor of the library to watch a filmstrip about the female human body. We were told what would happen to our bodies, some girls who were already developing and experiencing menstruation, nodded and chatted. They’d already been through this. For me, it was practically the first time I had heard this. I’m sure my mother mentioned it, but I hadn’t HEARD it like I heard it with a group of my peers.

And I was ashamed. I felt like an idiot for not knowing what my own body did. I felt ashamed that I had some many questions I couldn’t articulate. I understood now that so many of the people around me already knew so much more than I did. I didn’t really understand that I was being told this information to be able to be educated. Menstrual cycle information was the first step in encouraging us to be aware of our bodies. Listen to our bodies.

Like when you feel like you need to defecate, your brain understands that you need to release the feces from your body and go about your day. As in the book, “Everybody Poops”, we all poop. You eat, your body reclaims the nourishment from the food you give it, and the waste from your bodily functions are excreted in the form of urine and feces.

Explained like that, it’s not funny, it’s easy and real.

Okay, maybe a little funny because it’s still taboo to talk about your poo, but it shouldn’t be. The content and character of your feces tells a lot about your state of health. Certainly worth circling back to in another post.

When you start listening to your body about excretion functions, then you can start to listen to your body about hunger. When you are thirsty. When you’ve eaten too much, too little, of the right or wrong foods. Your body will communicate to you: I feel good/I don’t feel good.

So when I realized that I had issues with my reproductive functions, with my menstrual cycles, I realized that I needed to listen more closely to my body. When I was  diagnosed with an Ovarian Tumor, I was thankful I listened to my body. I should have made more time in my schedule to go to the doctor sooner. I am now prioritizing listening to my body.

My body wants Syrah and dark chocolate. Wait, maybe that’s just a taste.

I asked my personal Facebook Friends what they thought of my posts that I had made in the first few weeks of my restarting my blog. One very good friend, and fellow homeschooling mother, said she’d like to see me blogging more about homeschooling.  I had actually thought that would be part of my blog. It had been in the first iteration. But another Facebook Friend suggested that I consider what I want from my blog. What do I hope to accomplish or set out to do.

Initially, the answer was easy: I want to write. I enjoy writing, I’ve been given this second chance at life and I want to write. I want to get my cancer experience off my chest, I want to articulate my days, my favorites, throw up links to my Amazon Affiliate shop and maybe earn some mad money for books.

But what I really want to do is both. I want to meander through my writing. I want to utilize this platform to practice, to interact with other writers, to share my cancer diagnosis, treatment, and recovery. I want to help others by helping myself. I am a woman of many words and editor of few. I don’t hope to be famous, I hope to be fulfilled.

I am fulfilled by learning new things, making my own reading and writing a focus, sharing my experiences and hearing about others.

So there it is: Poop is funny, Sex is normal, Listen to your Body, enjoy your Syrah and Dark Chocolate.


Are you listening to your body? What is it saying to you?


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