I hate it, I hate it, I hate it! I got sick with an IBS attack Thursday night. It stopped Saturday morning and I started eating things like applesauce, bread, and oatmeal on Sunday. Yesterday at work was okay except for me being very very tired from not eating almost anything for nearly 4 days. Today I woke up at 3 am with a sharp pain in my intestines, but it was so sudden that it was over by the time I pulled myself out of my dream. So I took a couple of pretty green pills (clidinum) to help with the pain and went back to sleep. I got up and drove to work but was overcome by pain and the sudden urge to use the restroom. All I got was gas and the knowledge that if my intestines were not already shut down from the previous attack I would be in the bathroom constantly. I will end up there by the end of the day, I'm sure of it. I can HEAR it. I'm so frustrated. I almost started crying at work just from the knowledge that I cannot go to the doctor and get a 10 day prescription that will make me all better! Ideas of cutting and other way too self-destructive thoughts have been filtering in more and more. The bad attacks mostly acompany my menstrual cycle. So I got on the pill without taking the week off. Well this is just my first time but it came anyway - and so did the attack. I just want to cry and scream and possibly do something very rash. I am SO lucky that I had an appt with my gastro set up for tomorrow anyway.