Not that anybody who lives with it really needs another list of explanations of why it sucks. People who live with it know why it sucks. It sucks because there's often no warning and it sucks the fun out of everything.
I ate the exact same thing for dinner that I had last night. Only tonight I'm miserably sick.
Exchanging between being curled up in a ball in pain and darting to the bathroom.
Not 20 minutes before tonight's episode I committed to NYE plans with my best friend. I was safe I made the responsible dinner choice. We were in the clear...or so I thought.
Well so much for that plan.
And I can't watch basketball with my dad because it is every person with IBSs nightmare to end up in the downstairs guest bath next to where everyone is sitting or eating....NO THANK YOU!
NOPE. I will snuggle in the bed upstairs with some over due holiday movies and live the lonely life of someone with a crappy chronic illness.
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