After listening to Fearne Cotton’s new podcast, I’ve been thinking a lot about my happy place. Where I like to go in reality, or sometimes in my mind, to get away from it all. To reconnect with myself. As I started to note it all down, the words flowed easily and it took the form of this poem. It’s something different for me, so I hope you like it.
My IBS likes to play a sadistic game with my mind. It lulls me into a false sense of security by being all fine and dandy for a prolonged period of about 2 weeks and then BAM, here comes the shit storm. Just when you weren’t expecting it.
I figured it was about time I got my ass back in front of the camera and filmed a video about what it feels like to have an IBS flare. I’m talking gurgles, bloating, urgent bowel evacuations and extreme lethargy. It’s all fun and games.
Two weeks up until our flight I was having daily issues with my IBS. I was stressed, tired and constantly chasing my tail to make sure I’d ticked everything off my to-do lists. Yes, I had plural lists. It was a shite time.
Grab a peppermint tea, snuggle up to your hot water bottle and pop that top jean button because I’m about to share the good, the bad and the ugly when it comes to having an IBS flare. Don’t say I didn’t warn you…
I’ve not been feeling myself lately. I was struck down two weeks ago with a stomach bug which left my poorly tummy and IBS all over the place for well over a week. I felt tired all of the time and was completely disinterested in updating my blog. Instead I chose to spend all my weekends consumed with family to make me feel like myself again.
I’ve been taking my daily dose of Symprove’s good guys for nearly three years now. For me, it acts as my IBS comfort blanket. It holds my hand each morning as I prepare my sensitive gut for the day ahead.
Never did I imagine that I’d end up on the local radio talking about IBS, frequent bowel movements and how I manage my gut health.