I remember the time when I was tied to a hospital bed after an appendectomy.

I couldn’t have my first bite because I still haven’t released gas (farted) or at least I can’t remember if I did. The nurses and everyone around me told me I should release that pent up thing within so that I could enjoy my dinner. Unfortunately, the pressure was too much that I couldn’t produce so much as a little poop. So I went without dinner that night (though they supplied me with nutrients through IV). Have you ever experienced extreme hunger especially when the clock took a long time to strike 12? Multiply that experience by 12! That’s how I felt. The next day, it was really mouthwatering to see my “loved ones” eating their sumptuous lunch before me. Even the site of banana (which is one of the fruits I could live without) was a bliss. I was craving for banana. And know what? I let out a BIG one! Hurray! I told my family of the good news (which by now they knew since it was a lot of pent up “emotions” let out. They wouldn’t have missed it. Hahaha!). Then I had my first taste of food. A total bliss!

Now why am I telling you this? Probably because all of you could relate to the fact that when you’re hungry you get really grumpy and any restaurant suggested to you by friends sounds heavenly. I suggest that you do not go to the grocery while you’re hungry because the grocery bill would really shock you soon after. Anyway, back to the point of why I’m regaling you with my farting experience. I lost my thought for a moment there. Oh yes, a fart is something we would rather hide. Something we refuse to acknowledge like some of our shortcomings. It may take a lot of effort to admit to others about it (like what I did just now with my farting experience) but it can be a liberating thing.

Hahaha! It’s crazy how I just connected everything to what I did. I actually had no point in writing this piece. I just was pressured to write one since Tipoy has posted so many already. Mwah!