Best Laid Plans!

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Wasn't it John Lennon who said "Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans"?
Well, for me, it could be Life; it could be Fibro'; or in the case of today-the dreaded IBS! Wouldn't you know!  Sun was shining this morning and you could feel the promise of a warm summer's day - lovely! I had hoped to be out by ten o'clock, as I needed to catch the post office with a parcel and some letters. It's only a twenty minute drive away and I had psyched myself up to being "ok" and was looking forward to leaving the house, especially as it doesn't happen too often.  Unfortunately, my body had other ideas and I didn't make it out until four o'clock and only then feeling very tentative. It was beautiful out and had warmed up since this morning, but a stroll was out of the question, however the views on the road to the post office are amazing!
IBS is so unpredictable and it does make it very difficult to make plans - and to keep them!  If I want to go out for a few hours or on a long journey, then I usually have to take Imodium, which leaves me with unpleasant side effects. I've tried changing my diet, taking various natural remedies, medication for stomach cramps and for the pain. In the end, I always end up going back to peppermint tea or bicarbonate of soda - old remedies from my childhood, only then I drank peppermint cordial.
I hate the way it controls my life and yet, I can't change it, apart from persevering. In an earlier post, I mentioned yoga, meditation and mindfulness, though I've found Tai Chi to be gentler with the fibro'. There are some good videos on You Tube and worth a try.
More so, I hate having to cancel arrangements and have been told that I'm mad and should be on medication because I don't travel far, don't leave the house unless I'm sure I'll not have to 'dash' and have to make sure there are toilet facilities wherever I go. I've also been told that I've abandoned my quality of life in favour of an illness. It's easy to judge, isn't it, when they aren't living in my shoes.
On the bright side, I know that I'm one of the lucky ones. I'm still mobile; I can still look after myself; I have lots of hobbies; and I love my garden and all that lives in it.
I really miss the 'old' me, but I've had to learn to adjust to the 'new' me and life still offers a lot to enjoy 😊


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