If you haven’t pooped in over 72 hours, your gut is officially in distress.
Ignoring it won’t make it go away.

Most people panic and start cramming in fiber — thinking it’ll “push things through.”
Let me tell you: wrong move.

When traffic is jammed, you don’t throw in more cars.
Adding fiber to an already stuck gut can make the bloat worse.

Here’s what actually works to reset your gut:

1️⃣ Hold the fiber.
Let your system clear what’s already there before piling on more.

2️⃣ Balance your salt and hydration.
Sodium powers the muscle contractions in your gut — without it, your intestines can’t push effectively. Saline water or an electrolyte drink can help, but don’t go overboard.

3️⃣ Support your gut bacteria.
Fermented foods (like sauerkraut) can help repopulate your microbiome — but if you’re super bloated or have SIBO, introduce carefully.

4️⃣ Avoid unnecessary antibiotics.
They wipe out your good bacteria, leaving your gut sluggish and defenseless.

5️⃣ Skip the antacids.
You need healthy stomach acid to digest food and prevent bacterial overgrowth. Blocking acid messes up the system upstream.

6️⃣ Nourish your gut lining.
Butter has small amounts of butyrate, and apple cider vinegar can stimulate digestion. But the real SCFAs (short-chain fatty acids) come when your gut bacteria ferment healthy fibers — once motility is restored.

Remember: your gut isn’t just a tube — it’s a living, breathing ecosystem.

Treat it like one.

An eagle once taught a woman how to raise a child.

— Are you alright, human mother? — the eagle asked.

The woman looked at her, startled.

— I’m afraid. My baby is about to be born, and I have so many doubts. I want to give them the best, a beautiful, easy life… but how will I know if I’m raising them right?

The eagle perched nearby and replied:

— Raising a child isn’t about keeping them comfortable. It’s the opposite. When my eaglets are born, I line the nest with soft feathers and grass. It’s warm, safe. But when the time comes for them to grow, I remove it all. I leave only the thorns.

The woman frowned.

— Thorns? Isn’t that cruel?

The eagle looked her in the eyes.

— Discomfort pushes them to move. The thorns make them want more — to fly, to find their place. Comfort teaches nothing.

The woman hesitated, still uncertain.

— And if they fall?

The eagle nodded.

— They do fall. I throw them into the wind. They drop. I catch them. I throw them again. Over and over — until they learn to fly. And then? I let them go. I don’t help anymore.

The woman’s eyes widened.

— But what if they’re not ready?

— They won’t be, until they try. If I keep them safe forever, they’ll never learn. It’s not about letting them suffer. It’s about letting them grow. Even when it hurts you.

The woman placed her hand on her belly, breathed deeply, and smiled.

— Thank you, Mother Eagle, she whispered. Your wisdom is a gift.

She walked away — ready to be the mother her child would need: not perfect, but strong. A mother who teaches them to fly.

If you want your child to soar high — don’t clip their wings with comfort.
Let them feel the wind.
Let them stumble.
Let them rise.

True love isn’t sheltering them from life.
It’s teaching them how to live it.
Even if that means watching them fall… so they can learn to fly.