Lnew, I can't keep my head up! (just kidding; I know what you meant) but, when I'm on the toilet, having trouble, I'm often light-headed. Last week I was close to fainting and considered calling 911. I know it's a vagal response, with drop in blood pressure, but it's scary... so my head goes down to help get blood up to it so I don't pass out. All of you,I'm so sad to hear how many suffer this way. Stress is stress.... even if happy. As a teen, due to my UC(active 22yrs), I needed my Rx of lomotil (before imodium) just to go on a date! Somehow I managed to have fun in between all the hospitalizations and meds. IBS-D(25yrs) causes me nearly as much distress. I've always been amazed that after watching me for years, my boyfriend still wanted to marry me and is still with me 38yrs later! Rather than accusing me of making life difficult (which is true), he tries to help us. Instead of trying to vacation by flying someplace, we stay in our own state or those that border it by traveling in our old motorhome. If I'm unwell for a couple hours, he goes off exploring on his own with his camera. He's learned to be very flexible with plans. And he bought me a portable, flushable toilet for the back of my minivan which has saved me many times. So, some stresses have been eased for me. Having such an understanding family helps a whole lot. I work very hard on planning and not getting too upset over changed plans. I don't know, maybe I'm just so used to it all. Of course, it's an enormous help that I'm "retired" now and on permanent disability...unpredictable IBS-D was a big part of getting approval (but not all). I struggled for 40years of jobs, was fired from one in my 20s for being so sick and in the hospital so much, and from then on had to find parttime work and be creative about it. What I ended up doing was having 2 parttime positions, one in 2 afternoons and one in 2 nights per week. That way, if I had to call in sick to one, the other didn't know about it, so my record didn't look so bad. I remember the stress of all of my 45years of diarrhea. I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy..........well, hmmm, maybe it would be a good punishment for rapists, murderers, even lousy bosses and greedy CEOs! Anyway, you are all in my prayers,Cathy