I should have known that writing an entry about how well I was feeling was just asking for trouble, and trouble is what I got. This past Sunday I had what I can only describe as a super double triple mega crap attack, a gut-wrenching monstrosity of such epic proportions that it may well have been the worst IBS attack I have had in the whole of my life. Here’s what happened.
Got up on Sunday, everything seemed fine. Had breakfast, sat around a bit, checked my emails, a regular day. Went to have a shower. Had been in the shower for a few minutes when I started to get a stomach ache and feel really ill. Had to sit down in the shower, but that didn’t help. Got out of the shower and sat on the bathroom floor for a while.
By this time I was feeling really, really grim. Stomach was killing me, and I was feeling the kind of ill that I have only ever experienced with IBS, a sort of sweaty, shaking, good Lord this does NOT feel good kind of illness.
After perhaps 15 minutes of this I needed the bathroom. Then I went and sat on the bedroom floor, wrapped in my towel still because I felt too ill to get dressed, and just kind of stared at the walls trying to wait things out.
But the pain wasn’t going away, and I still felt grim. After a while needed the bathroom again, went, and then came into the living room, all towelled up still, and sat on the sofa, again to try to wait things out. And this time, thankfully, I did slowly start to feel better, although during all of this time I still felt too ill to get dressed or to even distract myself with the telly or anything else.
The entire attack from start to finish lasted for about two hours, which is perhaps the longest I have ever experienced. Like usual I was extremely grateful just for it to be over, and since then I have been fine.
In some ways this attack was not that mysterious, as it came on the first day of my period, which is a standard trigger for some of the most violent attacks I have had. But I certainly don’t get attacks like this with every period, so just what the hell was going on? IBS really is nuts.
