The joys of IBS
I'm not sure that this has got a mention but irritable bowel syndrome is something that both Mr C-S and I have had bouts of in the past. You might be walking along, stomach feels a bit twitchy but nothing drastic and THEN the pain its. It feels just like a horde of arsegoblins are having a party making balloon animals out of your intestines. I have had to drop what I am carrying and cry out in pain while desperatly trying to calculate the distance to the closest available toilet. Mr C-S has been known to bang his head on the toilet wall to distract himself from the pain it is THAT intense. Only luck has prevented me from the choise of either (1) soil myself or (2) indecently expose oneself trying to void whatever it is that is causing the grief.
I have had a natural childbirth but in terms of pain intensity that is bearly there with a hangnail compared to IBS.

As for the cause, it turned out to have only been a problem in our student days when a combination of a diet mostly based on white bread (10p a loaf anyone?) and stress. We both had clingy, demanding neurotic partners and especially for Mr C-S, putting on a Happy Face while simultaneously hiding one's true feelings was a sure-fire way to bowel-related woe. Now we have a good diet and no drama-queen spouses the IBS is just a hurty memory

DISCLAIMER: I am in no way saying the IBS is just due to stress and crappy diet. Much better to get it looked at professionally rather than suffer with it.
(Cockroach-Sombrero Cook Pass Babtridge, Thu 5 Aug 2010, 20:21, 1 reply)

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( BrokenCoccyx doesn't mind if you grope on, Thu 5 Aug 2010, 20:28, closed)