Day 17: Fecal Matter Transplant

This morning my friend rushed her fresh fecal matter over to me, after texting me that she hadn’t been this excited about her poo since potty training.

I had everything ready to go, having decided to use an old french press to remove larger bits that might clog the enema tube. The odor of her fecal matter reminded me of the smell of an herbiverous grazer, not unpleasant at all. What I ended up with was more liquid than what I would have liked, as I read it’s recommended that the transplant be more pastey to make retention easier… and it was difficult to retain much of it for long, but I made it about 15 minutes before my body insisted I void. I still attempted to retain as much as possible, and soaked in a warm epsom salt bath for an hour to relax my tummy.

My skin is still clear of acne after the human breast milk enema, and my digestion is good, so the fecal matter transplant will diversify my microbiota even more.

I even got away with gorging myself on no-bake oatmeal cookies the other day, without bloating… it was risky, I know, but I wanted to test my reaction with my upgraded microbiome and high fiber diet.