Not that it should be any surprise, but my h***ish battle continues with my mother's daily obsession to have a bowel movement. She is craving an enema......the same as a drug addict craves their next fix. I refuse to buy her this enema pack. I give her laxatives regularly.......for it's the only way she could possibly go. The day that she has her bowel movement is like heaven.......and then the battle starts until she has her next movement. Today.....the battle is brewing. She is arguing with me saying that her stomach hurts. I told her she had a bowel movement Sunday and she called me a liar......according to her, she never goes. She refused to take her medicine this morning......she told me to "stick them up my a**".......this comes from a 89 year old lady. (she turns 89 in April). Is is possible for anyone to be to crazily obsessed with having a bowel movement??? She thinks that once she has an enema then she will be cured......and then be able to go regularly without laxatives. Again, I'm 54 and my life consists of being a 24 hour a day slave.companion/caregiver. Is life fair???