Tackling Constipation-the Bane of the Elderly
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Photo by Sora Shimazaki from pexels Constipation is the bane of the elderly. My grandfather, father, and mother struggled with constipation in their later years. As a last resort, they had to take medications including laxatives. Early onset- I struggled with it since childhood. ' As a young woman attending college, it would spoil my day. Abdominal discomfort, bloating, and inability to eat food. Negligence worsens things - Yet, I did not build a morning routine until my teenage years. Even then I wouldn't bother much if the daily dump did not take place thinking 'If not today, it will happen tomorrow.' This went on till my adult years. Once I started working I found stress was an extra ingredient in enhancing constipation. I had work to do, a home to be taken care of, aged parents, and a young son. Icing on the top was a demanding petty boss I did try to eat fruits usually a banana and bread or