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Hi,Since I'm new here, this topic may have been discussed at one point, but I have to ask because I don't know if it's "just me".Whenever I go somewhere, my first look around is for the restrooms and as soon as I know where it is, I feel a little more calm and am able to relax.I just recently took a trip to NYC on a train. Well, actually I had to take a train into Newark and then the path to the World Trade Center. I had such anxiety on the train that I had to move to a car with a bathroom in it. Then When I got on the path, I had found a car that had a little room in it...which I assumed to be a bathroom. Here my thing...when I finally got into a car that I knew where a bathroom was...I was fine. I didn't even have to utilize it! But on the way back, just as I was returning to Newark, I realized that the "room" in the path train was some type of control room and not a bathroom...I was then sick to my stomach for the last 5 min. of the ride!!! Does anyone else go through this type of anxiety? Am I just way too neurotic or what?!I really think half of the attacks I have stem from being nervous about getting to a restroom!ta
 

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This is one of the weirdest aspects of IBS, one of the few that makes me think there IS a psychological connection. When we go on vacation in the car, I inevitably have to make several urgent restroom stops. Then I talked my husband into getting a motorhome with a big comfy bathroom onboard. Although there have been several times when I was exceedingly grateful it was there, I simply don't have as many D attacks on the road as I used to. When I find myself cut off from a bathroom, I immediately attempt to distract myself from focusing on it or try to relax my stomach muscles and think happy thoughts. This just makes me more aware of the problem, with predictable results. Someone once told me that they hated my guts, and all I could say was, "Me too."
 
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I can relate, as Steve mentioned, stores and situations where there's no bathroom seem to bring on the need to go. It happens to me so much, I plan on it when I go shopping.
 

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I know just what you're talking about toriann. I can be in the car just positive that I'm not going to make it to my destination, but once I'm there I don't need to go anymore. Singing or talking to my kids or doing something else to distract myself sometimes helps.
 
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Hello: I am new to this page, but not to IBS. I have had this problem for as long as I can remember. I have been reading the replies, I am anxious to try some of them.
 
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As a 17 year old female, my friends are apt to stop in when they just feel like "chatting". I always tell them they need to call, but NNNOOOOO....they always say they were just in the area, which is the eternal answer since they all live quite close by!Anyway, they always stop by and tell me that they want to go out some where but do not want to go alone. I usually give in and take the road trip. This was one of the worst:My friend stopped by one day around 11:30 or so. She said that she had to go to Fashion Island ( a place in southern california that is about 45 minutes from my house), and she really wanted someone to go with. I was not feeling very well that day so I was hesitant, but decided not to let her down. So I went along for the ride. Mistake number one.While on the road I began to feel my stomach churn as she told me that she had to go to her father's office to get some cash. Then she let me in on the secret that sh had no clue where it was. She just new the land marks. By then I was REALLY sick and ready to go home. She told me tht she would not take me home because we had to be there in about 2 minutes and we were 30 minutes from the office. I gave in and said ok. Mistake number 2.We finally figured out where we were going and them **BAM** the all dreaded traffic! It was gridlock that looked like it went on forever. Right then I almost had an accident. I pinched my butt as hard as I could and blasted the air conditioner in my face in hopes of a diversion. To our left was an off ramp with what could have been my saving grace, but no. She was not about to be 1 hour late to get MONEY! I started singing in m head and doing lamaz (spelling?) breathing. Smart move number one.The traffic lighted up and so did my stomach. We finally got to the office and I was not about to go into a very nice laywers office and make it known I had a "bowel" problem. After all, had I gone there everone in the building would have been at the door asking me if I was "ok". So I waited, and waited, and waited. Finally she got the money and we flew out of the parking lot. Big ol' mistake number three.!.By now she was pretty aware that I was sick and I was not about to make polite converation. I found that yelling at the other drivers helped! So with my butt clenched and my faces ice cold with recycled air, I toughed though a restraunt stop, 3 hours of being lost, and a girl that gave me an everlasting sickness when I hear Ella Fitzgerald sing "You Say Potato". Really disapointing mistake number four since I really have a liking for that song. By now it was 8:30 pm and we were finally at the Fashion Island mall. I was feeling pretty peppy for making it this far and only ran to a bathroom once. Told her that I needed to "get sick". I think she thought throw up, which I prefer to the wonderful visual that comes with "D" type IBS.The rest of the night I was pretty good until we got chased by a group of guys in a monster truck. But in the streets of Laguna we got away with our little sporty BMW, thankfully. After they followed us for about 20 minutes and found us three different times after we lost them, we pulled into a dark alley and parked the car. Lights off and the two hysterical gals that we were, we got away. Right about then my stomach kicked back up again and gave me a warning. So I told her to take me home and she suprisingly said ok! Great happening number one.So I got home, took a shower, and the worst part was, I didn't even have a BM that night. Go figure huh?
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Yessee, I can relate to that. I was dating a woman who seemed to need a great deal of attention, go figure... On one occassion when I was feeling absolutely horrible she insisted inspite on coming over. I was angry but I didn't want to show it. I knew I would not be able to just sit there with her while she tried to coddle me. UGH!!! I decided I to take her out for a quick spin and then tell her good night. Well, the car belonged to her ex-husband and I had never driven it before. It was a fully automatic MB, which mean't I didn't know where the switchers were for adjusting the seat, or the exterior side mirror, or for the moon roof either. This meant she had to handle all these things for me... I wasn't feeling well and I didn't like driving a vehicle I wasn't familiar with, to boot. We took a quick spin around the City and then I quickly drove back home, left the driver's door open, opened the passenger door for her and said goodnight. Yeah, she felt like she just got the bums rush, alright. If you go along with your friend you are only encouraging her to ruin her future relationships with guys! LOL. And never drive up a dead end alley to escape a couple of young hooligans. In my day I would have found you girls and pulled in right behind you. Hehehe.
[This message has been edited by Ken (edited 06-15-99).]
 
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