POO

Pooping. I love it. Quietly on my own toilet, preferably with the door open and a book.

By the way, my aunt Gerda hates the word poop. She prefers to use the word ‘press’. My apologies aunt, this story is really about pooping.

When I met my husband, it seemed sensible to talk about the subject of pooping right away. I noticed that he preferred to spend his morning routine on the toilet as far away from me as possible. This meant that he preferred to go to the toilet in a hotel, shop or restaurant rather than near me. This is because my husband's bowel makes a lot of noise during his toilet time. And he finds that embarrassing. Well, that was 9 years ago, now he clatters together a symphony orchestra, we can then chuckle very stupidly at that.

My bowels don't always cooperate. I often suffer from constipation and after 5 days of no stools I sometimes have to use an enema. And believe me, after 5 days you get particularly nauseous from not being able to get rid of your poo. After an enema, you don't defecate all at once. It comes in small portions. And sometimes some poo escapes at times when I hadn't planned to. Mega shitty.

In recent months, I received many requests from women if I would design briefs where the back also offers the 3-layer protection. These women have a stoma, suffer from faecal incontinence, ulcerative colitis or lichen sclerosus around the anus. And for all these women, panty liners serve as a solution. Especially for these women (and also a little for myself after using an enema), I designed the waist Rosa Plus Protection. With these briefs, both the front and back are protected with the 3-layer Pavone protection. And of course, the buttocks feel silky soft with the fleece cushion at the derriere.

My children and stepchildren are now used to my open door-toilet moments. After all these years, they still occasionally roll their eyes or let out a deep sigh at the sight of Janneke on the toilet. And I'm fine with it. I am happy to have a healthy bowel, (we only have 1 bowel, by the way, your digestive tract starts at your mouth and ends at your anus) even if I have to help her on her way sometimes. And the road to taboo ‘pooping’ is another particular challenge. Because whether you press, defecate, poop, shit or anyway, Queen Victoria and Beyoncé also perform this delightful activity every day.