Having IBS for well over 11 years has taught me a lot about myself, from learning where the nearest loos are at all times to realising that I have anxiety that I can’t always control. In honour of IBS Awareness Month I’m sharing what I’ve learnt…
IBS leaves me feeling lethargic 99.9% of the time. Even when I’m having minimal symptoms, I still feel tired. I ache, I yawn, I feel heavy and I crave rest and sleep.
Eating out will always be scary territory when you have IBS, especially as you attempt the wonderful world of FODMAPs.
In the IBS community booze is well-known as a bowel stimulant. So can someone please explain why I thought it was ok to drink a bottle of prosecco and do shots while on the Low-FODMAP diet?
I should start this post by stating that I am the luckiest girl in the world that I have a financé who’s more than happy to cook for me. Constantly. And all despite my ever-changing dietary requirements.
There was always going to come a time where I forgot I was meant to be strictly following the Low-FODMAP diet. A time that would see me reach for a packet of Sensations Lime/Coriander Chutney Poppadoms that Al had snuck into the cupboard, and wolf down half of the contents, minus reading the label for ingredients.
Back in October I wrote a favourite blog post of mine, 10 Things About IBS That I’m Not Afraid to Share. I was overwhelmed by all the comments and Tweets that I received, so much so, I decided I’d recreate this post in video form just for the shits and giggles, and obviously the horrendous facial expressions. Enjoy!
If you’re reading the title of this post, scratching your head, thinking Low-FODWHATNOW, this post is for you. Because 6 months ago, I’d have been in the same boat and now I’m here to help you out.
I’ve had IBS for what feels like a 100 years now and have been faced with every throwaway comment from people who might mean well, but don’t get it. So I figured, why not turn those comments into a cheat sheet of things NOT to say to someone with IBS. Because if there’s one thing I’ve learnt, it’s that you’ve got to educate people around invisible illnesses. Here goes!
IBS is like a non-stop roller coaster. One minute you’re riding high, enjoying everything and anything and then within seconds your tummy growls aggressively, telling you that a flare up is rumbling. When you have IBS you often feel like you’re the only one and that no one really understands your symptoms and how tired and fed up it can make you feel. At least that’s how I felt about a year ago and now I’ve pushed myself to go back to the docs for more testing, made a tonne of IBS friends and am kinda managing the day-to-day struggles.