Showing posts with label fighting ibs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fighting ibs. Show all posts

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Personalization, with shivers

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Not really sure how did it look / feel when it started to happen, but I'm guessing it didn't change that much: stomach cramps, but only mild; an intensive feeling that bowel movement is coming - all in my lower stomach, under belly button; sweat drops starting to appear on my fore head, and intensive anxiety overwhelming me. If I'm at home, nothing of this happens - I might catch some diarrhea but it all doesn't represent a problem - as long as I'm inside. However, if it happens in public transportation (which is by the book example), it's a horror. What's worse, when it happens, I'm unable for any kind of social interaction, no matter who is the person I should be having this interaction with. It's like my vision get a little bit blurred, and the only thing in focus is the feeling in my stomach.

And I've been living with this thing for years now. My hopes lay in the idea that this is getting a bit better lately, as it probably is. However, when it comes back, like it did today, it seems to me as if I took a huge step back. And it's tough to feel that way. Internet is great because one is able to see that there are others feeling the same way, to read what problems do they have, how exactly are they fighting with them and how far did they get.

Recently, my only answer to this ibs thing I'm fighting is diet. Unfortunately, whenever I get a bit better, I ruin it all by returning to my all habits. Still, even some progress is still progress.

Therefore, my message for today would be: never give up! And take it easy (this one being more important).

Monday, August 22, 2011

My big fat Balkans wedding (aka 'how to treat your stomach badly')

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Proper diet is essential for well being of someone having I.B.S. This means that individual having problems with his/hers stomach should avoid fat, carbonated drinks, irregular meals, spicy foods etc.
Having this said, I'd like to (one more time) confirm how much my brain plays an important role in my condition and how little does my actual physical condition have to do with my issues.

My friend was getting married recently and I was invited. Being anxious about all kind of social events, I was rather nervous about the happening, expecting my stomach to give me trouble. The only thing I wasn't sure of was how much trouble will I get. However, there was no way I could have said no. It simply wasn't an option. So I said freck it, I'll go and see how it goes. I even invited my (recently mentioned) very dear person to accompany me. Decided to play it brave, right?

On the wedding, I avoided all the advice one would give to someone with I.B.S. - I had a couple of beers, ate a pound of roast lamb, some pork, cheese, added some coke to the mixture... and I had a LOT of fun!!! No problems whatsoever!

My very dear person brought this to my attention - how badly I acted related to diet I should be taking care of. But hey, it all turned out well.

Having all this said, my stomach is still acting OK recently, to my greatest pleasure. I'm confused, though.
On the side note, I'll start mixing some personal info into this blog, to make it a little more cozy place. In the meanwhile, feel free to like it, share it, comment it or do anything you like with it. Just don't ignore it :).

Stay good!


Sunday, August 14, 2011

Mission accomplished: road trip. Overall score: 95/100

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I'm properly tired and this is going to be a short summary of how things went. Well, a summary and a short one - you get the idea: I'll write 5 sentences about some unrelated stuff and one sentence about the "road trip" itself.

Good things:

  • Managed to (once more) verify that I'm having anxiety attacks (mild ones, maybe, but still anxiety attacks) when on road.
  • Survived the trip, even though I was having my worst nightmare issues: stomach ache in the middle of a bad situation - while waiting on border crossing. (I still think that situations like this one actually brought me to the point where I'm standing right now).
  • Had a great time with my very dear person mentioned in the last post.
  • Had a great time with a friend of mine who was travelling with me.
  • Didn't give up, even though my stomach was giving its best to leave me home.
Bad things:
  • I had stomach issues.
  • I panicked.
You tell me. Who's in control, who should be in control, what should I do next?

Stay good... I'm already sleeping.