Today I had my second singing lesson. Tucked into a small room with my teacher, I was a tad concerned about my stomach. But at my last lesson I'd scouted out the nearest toilets, the quickest route and checked it out for just how noisey I could be in there. Meanwhile I had mentally compiled a list of what I thought were plausible excuses, if the worst were to occur.So on with my lesson, I was first being trained in how to breathe correctly, by breathing into my stomach. So I take my first breathe into my stomach and..."burble, burble, burble" My stomach gives its opinion on this. My new teacher is sitting 2 feet away watching my stomach to make sure I was breathing correctly. I was mortified with embarrassment, but there was nothing I could do. For the entire hour lesson every time I took a breath in, "burble, burble, burble". And soon it became so loud I could hear it over my singing AND the piano. I bet my teacher's going to be telling that tale for a few years to other students and friends. Although over the years I've developed the ability to block out the frequent embarassing incidences. Like walking past the guy I like and being unable to control a "loud and deadly" fart.(Why are they never "silent but deadly" when you need them to be?) And being unable to pin it on the guy walking behind me, by throwing a disgusted look over my shoulder at him, because the corridor is empty. Then trying to blame the noise on your new shoes.I've had so many embarassing incidences due to my IBS, that I've learnt to repress and lock them in the recesses my mind, waiting for some brave psychotherapist to unlock.After today's experience it would be nice to know that I'm not the only one with a stomach like a foghorn, which by the way, "burbles" off key. Or if anyone else wants to tell of a particularily embarassing incidence, that are part and parcel of IBS.