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Sep. 25th, 2006 01:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolI do so hate changing my diet. I was just settling into it at home, and now, rather typically, it's switched around and Y HELO THAR IBS.
(For those a little confused about what I'm talking about, because I did rather massively flock this out of shame and fear but now I'm sort of okay with it, I got diagnosed with irritable bowel syndrome this summer. It's not the most fun thing in the world.) Anyway, I discovered that, as suspected, alcohol is a massive prime target to set it off. And I already knew that my period, and not sleeping properly, both start a sort of psychological aspect to it and make it seem worse.
Given that I've done nothing but drink pretty much every night this week, whilst not exactly doing as much sleeping as I should, combined with the period of death, as well as changing my diet and rather suddenly included more carbs than I've adapted back to, and suddenly I am in a lot of pain. I spent all morning at work actually breathing through the hideous stomach cramps, and, well, all of the other aspects of it and also not very good. It's so bad now - today especially dreadful - that I'm thinking, vaguely, I could have picked up a stomach virus or something.
So, I think. Maybe I should starve it out, which is what I've always known to do, and will make it disappear and tomorrow will be fine. Unfortunately, the worst thing I can do for IBS is to starve it - I've tried it, and all that happens is that when food is re-introduced it's worse than before for a day.
This is not exactly fun. Today also represents the first day of lectures, and thus far I have been to European Lit and Modern History, and bought all but one of the requisite books on Amazon - for £20 total! Brilliant! I got Madame Bovery and Crime and Punishment for 0.01p, which I'm sure can't be right. But still! They should theoretically turn up on Wednesday or Thursday. Although my student loan should have been here today, so, well.
More importantly, we have heating HEATING HEATING HEATING OH MY GOD HEATING. Finally! It's taken them over a week, but now we might not freeze to death this winter! Which means I can at least curl up in a small ball to try and ignore the stabbing cramps I'm occasionally getting.
It is wrong how much I'm looking forward to an early night tonight. That's if I can sleep, of course; I was shattered last night and ended up not dropping off until midnight after being briefly asleep for ten minutes. I hope I sleep, as I know I'll feel so much better for it.
Anyway. Medieval history in an hour, or at least the walk starts in an hour...
~Hathy_Col~
(For those a little confused about what I'm talking about, because I did rather massively flock this out of shame and fear but now I'm sort of okay with it, I got diagnosed with irritable bowel syndrome this summer. It's not the most fun thing in the world.) Anyway, I discovered that, as suspected, alcohol is a massive prime target to set it off. And I already knew that my period, and not sleeping properly, both start a sort of psychological aspect to it and make it seem worse.
Given that I've done nothing but drink pretty much every night this week, whilst not exactly doing as much sleeping as I should, combined with the period of death, as well as changing my diet and rather suddenly included more carbs than I've adapted back to, and suddenly I am in a lot of pain. I spent all morning at work actually breathing through the hideous stomach cramps, and, well, all of the other aspects of it and also not very good. It's so bad now - today especially dreadful - that I'm thinking, vaguely, I could have picked up a stomach virus or something.
So, I think. Maybe I should starve it out, which is what I've always known to do, and will make it disappear and tomorrow will be fine. Unfortunately, the worst thing I can do for IBS is to starve it - I've tried it, and all that happens is that when food is re-introduced it's worse than before for a day.
This is not exactly fun. Today also represents the first day of lectures, and thus far I have been to European Lit and Modern History, and bought all but one of the requisite books on Amazon - for £20 total! Brilliant! I got Madame Bovery and Crime and Punishment for 0.01p, which I'm sure can't be right. But still! They should theoretically turn up on Wednesday or Thursday. Although my student loan should have been here today, so, well.
More importantly, we have heating HEATING HEATING HEATING OH MY GOD HEATING. Finally! It's taken them over a week, but now we might not freeze to death this winter! Which means I can at least curl up in a small ball to try and ignore the stabbing cramps I'm occasionally getting.
It is wrong how much I'm looking forward to an early night tonight. That's if I can sleep, of course; I was shattered last night and ended up not dropping off until midnight after being briefly asleep for ten minutes. I hope I sleep, as I know I'll feel so much better for it.
Anyway. Medieval history in an hour, or at least the walk starts in an hour...
~Hathy_Col~
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Date: 2006-09-26 02:52 pm (UTC)I find not really eating for a day helps if I'm feeling all bloated and ugh, but with stomach cramps it just makes them worse, and then when I eat again they get even worse. Taking some painkillers and curling up in a ball with a hot drink or hot water bottle until they think about kicking in is what I usually do.