The Grapes of Wrath

I never thought it would happen to me. I avoided the following to make sure it didn’t.

1.       Sitting on cold floors.

2.       Spending too long sitting on the toilet. (And no, I did not misspell “sitting”)

3.       Giving birth to a child.

All I did was fart. It wasn’t a ground shaker either, more of a casual expulsion. Bamm! Now I have a hemorrhoid. I used to laugh and make fun of people suffering this affliction and now here I am, suffering from the Grapes of Wrath. I understand now why some people have a donut shaped cushion to sit on. Travelling with one is not pleasant. I’m not saying it is big but it starts school in the Autumn.