Today’s ordeal began with a struggle to push out a hard stool. I waited, hoping for some relief, as softer stool gradually made its way up. But alas, it was not over yet. After several minutes, I was overcome with the urge to defecate, and I had no choice but to do so right there on the floor in the middle of the room. The relief was immediate, but now I was left with the unpleasant task of cleaning up the mess with my own two hands.