With eager anticipation, I share my intense urge to defecate, excitedly looking forward to the pleasure of a large, firm stool passing through my anal sphincter. As I take my seat, a powerful stream of urine flows forth. You are treated to an extreme close-up view of my anus, yet, when I strain, only small, hard pieces of feces emerge, one by one, slowly protruding my anus as they make their appearance. An intriguing blend of frustration and excitement fills me, as the small pile of poos in the toilet below promises a more substantial movement for tomorrow’s entry in the Constipation Diaries.