Dealing with those days......
There are lots of quotes that remind us to think positively and it will make a difference, but it isn't always easy on the 'bad' days.
Yesterday was a loo day! After an unsettled night (that's another story), my tummy began to move at seven and I didn't venture far from my bathroom until twelve thirty - over five hours! During that time, I told myself, as always, that I am so lucky to be stuck in this situation at home and not in hospital, as that would be unbearable; I listened to some music; I sang in my head (voice has gone for the moment); smiled at my adorable cat; tried to read, but couldn't concentrate; hugged my bowl to my chest at every movement, in case I was sick; told myself some more how lucky I am :-) Is that positive thinking?
I began suffering with IBS at quite a young age and can remember, at the age of four, being embarrassed because I needed the loo more than most, at school and at home. At the age of six,I was being told what a 'dirty' girl I was and no one would like me once they knew. At the age of twelve, I was diagnosed and it was a relief - It wasn't psychological - it wasn't in my he head. Or was it?
It has plagued me for all of my life, but hasn't stopped me living. I've tried to be honest with colleagues, family and friends and have found the least understanding in my family. I'm a very open person. It's still a very taboo subject, yet it largely controls my life.
Is it all in my head? Well, I think the answer to that is yes, and no. I'm certainly not imagining it - yesterday was an awful day and very real, but trauma in my childhood led me to having IBS, so I can inderstand why stress is so linked to it. My life has had continued trauma and, therefore, my IBS has stayed close by my side. On the other hand, there are days when I feel relaxed and happy and I still have an attack, so - underlying stress; something I've eaten; or something else?
How complicated an illness it is! And, of course, it often comes along with Fibromyalgia - another complex illness.
Today, I am still smiling and telling myself that tomorrow is another day. We have sunshine, snow showers, a blue sky, birds visiting the garden, and it's freezing out, but I'm here to see it.
I 'm not sure that thinking positive things makes them happen, but I do know it makes me feel better if I have positive thoughts. 'We are what we think' - wise words.
A year ago today, I lost a good friend. He passed away naturally, aged forty six. He had M.E. And Crohn's and loved life. I miss you dearly Michael and I'm thinking of you today, with much love and many smiles.
If you've made it this far - Thank You for reading. Wishing you a well day.
Namaste
Yesterday was a loo day! After an unsettled night (that's another story), my tummy began to move at seven and I didn't venture far from my bathroom until twelve thirty - over five hours! During that time, I told myself, as always, that I am so lucky to be stuck in this situation at home and not in hospital, as that would be unbearable; I listened to some music; I sang in my head (voice has gone for the moment); smiled at my adorable cat; tried to read, but couldn't concentrate; hugged my bowl to my chest at every movement, in case I was sick; told myself some more how lucky I am :-) Is that positive thinking?
I began suffering with IBS at quite a young age and can remember, at the age of four, being embarrassed because I needed the loo more than most, at school and at home. At the age of six,I was being told what a 'dirty' girl I was and no one would like me once they knew. At the age of twelve, I was diagnosed and it was a relief - It wasn't psychological - it wasn't in my he head. Or was it?
It has plagued me for all of my life, but hasn't stopped me living. I've tried to be honest with colleagues, family and friends and have found the least understanding in my family. I'm a very open person. It's still a very taboo subject, yet it largely controls my life.
Is it all in my head? Well, I think the answer to that is yes, and no. I'm certainly not imagining it - yesterday was an awful day and very real, but trauma in my childhood led me to having IBS, so I can inderstand why stress is so linked to it. My life has had continued trauma and, therefore, my IBS has stayed close by my side. On the other hand, there are days when I feel relaxed and happy and I still have an attack, so - underlying stress; something I've eaten; or something else?
How complicated an illness it is! And, of course, it often comes along with Fibromyalgia - another complex illness.
Today, I am still smiling and telling myself that tomorrow is another day. We have sunshine, snow showers, a blue sky, birds visiting the garden, and it's freezing out, but I'm here to see it.
I 'm not sure that thinking positive things makes them happen, but I do know it makes me feel better if I have positive thoughts. 'We are what we think' - wise words.
A year ago today, I lost a good friend. He passed away naturally, aged forty six. He had M.E. And Crohn's and loved life. I miss you dearly Michael and I'm thinking of you today, with much love and many smiles.
If you've made it this far - Thank You for reading. Wishing you a well day.
Namaste
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