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I can’t believe it, but yesterday was my 1 year “blog”iversary! (is that even a word? probably not. but that’s ok, I like it anyway)
I wish I had some profound experience to share but I don’t. Yah, I am feeling rather boring today. I suppose I could tell you about my trip into work yesterday. The last 15 minutes were horrible. I was clenching the butt muscles with every ounce of strength I had, hoping I would make it to work and the bathroom (I did, thankfully). I think yesterday was the worst drive to or from work I have had in a looooooooong time. I was talking to my husband trying to distract myself from the pain but it didn’t really work too well.
Yesterday in general was just not a good day. I spent way more time in the bathroom than usual. And I stayed at the office while everyone else went out to lunch on the bosses dime (there was no wayI was going to go anywhere and risk being stuck in a very embarrassing situation with all the people from work there to witness it). I haven’t had a day like that at work in a long time. I don’t actually remember having one at this job at all. I guess that is a testament to how well this year has gone with the medication and diet modification. Or I am suffering from random memory failure. Perhaps both.
DON’T FORGET TO EAT!
This is the number one rule these days for keeping my IBS sorta kinda in “control” (and I use this term loosely of course). And some two weeks ago (when I thought I posted this post) I totally broke it. I had a rather large snack about 45 minutes before lunch and then wasn’t hungry at lunch time. Then, all of a sudden it was time to leave work and my stomach and intestines were in so much pain and I was starving! I had to take an extra pill to get the cramping under control since I was going 80mph on the highway with no rest area in sight. Then I got homw and had to wait for the damn oven to heat up so I could make something to eat. And my whole belly hurt.
stupid stupid stupid me.
I found this chart today and really, I couldn’t help it, it made me laugh. It reminded me of a poster that they used to sell at the mall when I was a teenager (maybe they still do??). The poster was all about the different types of poo you’d see in the toilet. “Ghost Poo” (on the toilet paper but not in the toilet) and “iceberg poo” (use your imagination!) are the only two I can remember. (I’m sure the poster is copy-writed by someone so sorry for not quoting it correctly).
I am sure this poop chart is supposed to be much more serious. I have tried to find more information about it, but not really much luck there. Yeah, ok, I haven’t looked that hard.
Maybe I should print one and put it in my bathroom?? Then I can keep track of how things are going. Or not going for those Type 1 days.
One thing is for sure, I am glad I don’t eat sausage anymore.
I got an e-mail about this and thought I would post it for anyone who might be interested.
From the e-mail I recieved:
As evidenced by your blog and readership, the web is a place to get
inspiration and support from others touched by digestive health issues.
The Celebrating UC Successprogram, from The Crohn’s & Colitis Foundation of
America, in partnership with Procter & Gamble (P&G) Pharmaceuticals, is a
way for people (patients, healthcare providers, families and friends) to
share their success stories, educate and inspire others.
Through March 14th at 10:00 p.m. EST, you and your readers can share your
story and enter the Celebrating UC Successcontest at www.ucsuccess.org.
Everyone who enters will be recognized with a prize, and grand prize
winners will receive a two-day trip for two to the Foundation’s National
Advocacy Conference, “IBD Day on the Hill,” in Washington, D.C.
For more info:
The kid is sick and I’m home with him. Turns out, home is where I want to be since I am not feeling too great. He is acting fine while I am sitting here wishing he would nap so I could sit sleep in peace. It’s hard to take care of someone else when you feel crappy. At least today he is amused by the T.V. and isn’t hanging all over me spreading his germs.
I had something more interesting to write about but I must have lost it during my last bathroom visit.
