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Day at the lake.. YIKES!
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jlosocorro
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27 May 2011
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relationship trip IBS lake beach
So here I am at the beginning of a new relationship at 36. I've been dreading the day I would have to leave my comfort zone and venture out into the real world in order to spend time with my new friend. I recently got out of a five year relationship with someone who had the same digestive problems, which made life a little bit easer to deal with considering that she knew exactly what I was going through. Needless to say, that relationship crashed and burned, and left me worried about starting a new one. Not only did I start a new one, I just happened upon meeting the most active and exciting person I've ever met.
This amazing woman does it all! It's wonderful to close my eyes and imagine that I could experience the same lifestyle with her. I could seriously see myself out in the wilderness on all day hikes, or out on a sailboat taking in the sights for hours on end. Having absolutely no worries at all. Swiftly, and with a slight sting, I feel my hand make contact with my cheek in an effort to snap myself out of this twisted alternate world, and back to reality! I tell myself over and over, that I've never been able to do these things. At least as far back as I can remember. You see, I've had IBS since 8 or 9, and since then, can scarcely remember a time where I wasn't thinking about where the nearest facilities were.
Growing up with IBS makes for an interesting life, and has shaped everything I am. I recently, and finally went back to see a specialist about the issue, and remember thinking that if there was some modern new miracle cure, how would I be able to live a life with out worry? I haven't the slightest idea what it would be like to not plan ahead, or panic at the sight of back to back traffic on the highway. I was actually worried about being cured!! Is this what happens to people like me? You become so used to it, that the thought of losing the disorder is frightening? Twisted.. I know! There were no cures, and the doctors I met with had the same blank looks on their faces that they did a decade ago, and when I was first taken in at the age of 10. It seems that they're only there to happily take your money and offer no solutions. Nothing's changed, so at least I can still feel normal, by that I mean how I normally feel. :^(
So back to the new lady friend! She wants to take me to the lake this weekend. I gave her an uneasy look after she mentioned the idea, and she could tell that I was all ready getting nervous. It's been years since I've even thought of taking this kind of risk, but I really like this person, and will make every effort to feel normal. Yes, I can see a thousand ways that this can turn into a national lampoons movie, complete with slap stick foot in beach goers potato salad in an effort to dart to the nearest out house, but I'm tired of staying home. Wish me luck fellow IBS-ERS, and may we all try to take chances every now and then, so that life seems bearable. Have a wonderful Memorial Day weekend!
This amazing woman does it all! It's wonderful to close my eyes and imagine that I could experience the same lifestyle with her. I could seriously see myself out in the wilderness on all day hikes, or out on a sailboat taking in the sights for hours on end. Having absolutely no worries at all. Swiftly, and with a slight sting, I feel my hand make contact with my cheek in an effort to snap myself out of this twisted alternate world, and back to reality! I tell myself over and over, that I've never been able to do these things. At least as far back as I can remember. You see, I've had IBS since 8 or 9, and since then, can scarcely remember a time where I wasn't thinking about where the nearest facilities were.
Growing up with IBS makes for an interesting life, and has shaped everything I am. I recently, and finally went back to see a specialist about the issue, and remember thinking that if there was some modern new miracle cure, how would I be able to live a life with out worry? I haven't the slightest idea what it would be like to not plan ahead, or panic at the sight of back to back traffic on the highway. I was actually worried about being cured!! Is this what happens to people like me? You become so used to it, that the thought of losing the disorder is frightening? Twisted.. I know! There were no cures, and the doctors I met with had the same blank looks on their faces that they did a decade ago, and when I was first taken in at the age of 10. It seems that they're only there to happily take your money and offer no solutions. Nothing's changed, so at least I can still feel normal, by that I mean how I normally feel. :^(
So back to the new lady friend! She wants to take me to the lake this weekend. I gave her an uneasy look after she mentioned the idea, and she could tell that I was all ready getting nervous. It's been years since I've even thought of taking this kind of risk, but I really like this person, and will make every effort to feel normal. Yes, I can see a thousand ways that this can turn into a national lampoons movie, complete with slap stick foot in beach goers potato salad in an effort to dart to the nearest out house, but I'm tired of staying home. Wish me luck fellow IBS-ERS, and may we all try to take chances every now and then, so that life seems bearable. Have a wonderful Memorial Day weekend!
