Guts are not glamourous. Fascinating though. When they hung, drawn
and quartered people it was the drawing that pulled in the crowds.
Something about all those yards of glistening coils that sent shivers
down their backs.
There's about 22 yards of it. Amazing where it
all goes. Not something we worry about, past the odd pain in the gut.
Hardly merits a mention. We shy away, bowels being what they are.
When
it all goes wrong we stay silent, often for too long. We need to change
all that. We need to see our marvelous intestines for what they are -
an incredible piece of kit that sorts the wheat from the - er chaff -
and keeps our motors running.
Did you know that different parts of
the gut take out different nutrients? You find out when you have an
illeostomy - that's when your gut pokes out into a bag quite high up.
Then you are unable to use most of the 22 yards and the result is a
knife edge existence.
Get it wrong and you are off to hospital,
for at the very least a drip and worst a big injection of calcium
before paralysis claims you and you die. My son faced that. Now I am
trying to raise funds into Crohn's and Colitis, two things that affect
the gut, often quite badly. Most Crohn's sufferers have surgery. You
can help. Just download Devil Deal by Liz Freeman onto your Kindle or
through the free Amazon app to your phone and I will give half the £1.53
cost to Crohn's and Colitis UK. It's a fun summer read - and there is
no mention of guts. We will keep them to ourselves.
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