Geez, I wish when I told someone, they'd say "I have it too". I have yet to meet any of those 1 out of 5 people! Most people stare at me blankly, and I realize I have to tell them what IBS stands for, then they don't want to talk about it much because it makes them feel uncomfortable. So I know no one in "real life" that has IBS but me, and the people on the internet. It sure would be nice to have a friend who has this, someone I could share a rice cake with over hot peppermint tea. My pet theory is that everyone with IBS includes alien hybrid blood that makes us more intelligent (in some way) from other people. However, it has the unpleasant side effect of giving us IBS. So if the invasion starts, and the government wants to identify all the human-alien hybrids on earth, say "NO!" if asked if you have IBS, or it might be "up against the wall" time. The preceding was intentionally silly, in case that wasn't obvious. Other times I want to just get really tough - get leather jackets and motorcycles and put pins through our noses and become the tough IBS Boys! Don't mess with their s**t, man! Think of the rap songs we could make up, but what rhymes with Donatel? I can see it now, up against a cop car being frisked and asked about that "white stuff" and answering "Hey, it's Heather's Acacia Tummy Food, man. It ain't mine. I don't know how it got there! And those Peppermint caps ain't mine either."My mind just flashed on the old Michael Jackson video in the subway "I'm Bad". I can see a remake "I'm IBS-D" and the entire video would be shot in a subway rest room with the professional dancers hopping from toilet to toilet, slamming those cubicle doors in time to the beat. Yeah, I better go to bed.quote:Originally posted by T.P. 923:Healthwise, you make a good point. They're out there. Statistically they have to be, right? But like you said, not many men feel comfortable admitting to something like IBS. It's hardly unusual to hear guys talking frankly about crass topics like bodily functions. When men do discuss the size, smell, or color of their solid waste, they typically do it in the same way they brag about the size of the fish they caught (“You should have SEEN this thing. It was so ...â€) But it is rare is to hear men talk openly about their dysfunction in this department. Not even guys who watch Oprah or Dr. Phil are likely to openly admit to what they perceive as weaknesses or inadequacies.On the other hand, three years ago I decided to start telling anybody and everybody who would listen that I have IBS (very liberating, by the way). What astounded me was that four of my closest guy friends turned around and admitted to me that they also had IBS (usually D with a side order of anxiety). I couldn't believe it. We all had the same secret but were too embarrassed to tell each other. Sadly, social taboo is a powerful force.TP
It is much harder to tell your loved ones and the world at large that you are gay because there is so much ancient hatred and scapegoating and myths associated with it, along with good old fashioned illogic (why, for example, does letting 2 guys in love get married "destroy straight marriage"? I never got that one). Let's put it this way: in the San Francisco Castro (a very gay neighborhood), punks from the nearby Mission District would drive around late at night with lead pipes trying to find a lone gay walker to plumet and brutalize to the point of death. I do not think there are bands of psychotic punks driving around trying to beat up IBS patients. For me, telling people I have IBS is no big deal. I just say it is a digestive problem that makes my system run too fast or too slow. That about sums it up without much detail.See ya around, kiddies.quote:Originally posted by T.P. 923:Healthwise, Good luck and I hope you don't stay away too long. I always enjoy reading your lively, entertaining posts. My girlfriend (I'm straight) also gets tired of me spending so much time here at this website. Just curious - was it more difficult for you to come out of the closet about being gay or to come out of the water closet about having IBS?