I really don't say that frivolously.
I was diagnosed with 'IBS' decades ago and despite doing everything within my power to be able to control it to a level where life is enjoyable this has failed miserably over the last 8 years or so (when it seems to have kick started into getting much worse).
You could suggest to me endless foods, diets, medications, alternative practises etc and I can almost guarantee that I will have tried them all and more likely spent a small fortune in the process.
As much as I have tried my hardest not to, my day to day life is dominated by my guts. They are unpredictable and never feel in harmony with the rest of me, they feel alien-like and I genuinely feel abused by parts of my own body.
Older age, perimenopause (I am 53 and still in bloody perimenopause), daily stress from caring for a parent with dementia (I know only too well this is not helping the situation at all but even with extra care and help I am still having to watch my mum slowly die from Alzheimer's which is killing me), a recent diagnosis of adhd and discovery that my decades long gynae issues are actually endometriosis and adenomyosis are NOT helping the situation at all.
As soon as I wake my 'guts' are switched on (that's if I have had a good night and not been woken but gurglings and growlings!), I need to use the loo straight away and as I have IBS-mixed it could be one or the other or a combination of everything all at once!. Breakfast or the first meal of the day is of no pleasure at all because as soon as food enters my mouth my stomach is growling and gurgling and I feel like I may need the loo again and no matter what I eat (I follow a low fodmap diet avoiding dairy, gluten and all my known triggers etc) the whole of my digestive system starts up. Acid, burping, nausea, gurglings, feeling of needing the loo again and on it goes. I will often receive a small respite around 12-3pm for some reason and then it starts up again around 4pm and then another respite some (not all) evenings.
People tell me it's all in my head or that I just need to relax etc but that is so much easier said than done when your digestive system hates you. Why on earth would I put myself through 2 very uncomfortable colonscopies (not to mention the gastly prep), 3 gastroscopes (last one a month ago and results till not back), a pill camera endoscopy (like swallowing a torpedo) and various scans and prodding and poking, for the fun of it? I have sat through endless counselling sessions, gut directed CBT and even acceptance therapy.
I honestly feel as though I have no life. I only work a fews hours a week during those few 'good' hours per day as I need to be home most of the time (or at my parents) so money is always tight which is depressing in itself. I barely go out for a meal and the last time I did, 6 months ago, I spent half the time in the loo. I haven't been abroad for 25 years - my dc will turn 18 and 21 this year and they would love a family holiday abroad to celebrate, the thought is terrifying to me.
I have tried so much to help. Trialled many SSRI's and TCA's but they left me with awful side effects, I have seen endless dietitians but I honestly don't think it's food, I think it's something else. I have had hypnotherapy sessions more times than I care to think about and still listen to the recordings every day as they help me sleep but that's about it. I exercise (walk the dog every day), I am slim, I only drink water, don't smoke or drink alcohol, very dull and boring indeed. I have taken all the off the shelf and prescribed IBS meds and none help long term or my body simply gets used to them and they stop working. I have tried various probiotics (even kefir) but they do nothing to help. My GP just shrugs now as she has exhausted all options.
I can't help thinking that maybe it isn't IBS at all and something else but no doctor suggests this so I know that I have to accept my life has been ruined by this condition and just live with what I have but I find that so difficult because of that niggling feeling something else may be causing this and surely if I could get to this 'root' cause then I could try tackling it from some other direction and have some quality of live back where I can eat without feeling there is a gremlin residing within me day in, day out?
Has anyone else experienced anything like this and found it was indeed something else which was more manageable?
I live in too much hope maybe?