If you’ve not been around long, or missed my previous post about it (IBS and the pain of it all) I suffer with IBS.. and I’m gonna talk about it!
I have IBS-M which means mixed, so constipation and diarrohea (or IBS-A, for alternating).
Last weekend I had a pretty bad flare up, which if you’re interested, was on the ‘D’ side of the equation. Three nights of hardly any sleep, rushing to the bathroom, extremely painful cramps and.. well, you know!
I typically have a lot of trouble with my IBS, as even though I avoid a lot of my triggers, sometimes things will upset it that don’t normally.. and stress/anxiety can set it off. I don’t know what set me off that weekend but boy was it a bad one.
Come sunday night I was feeling tired, but better and I thought phew, hopefully if I keep an eye on what I’m eating and work on my stress management I should be ok now. Silly me!
Tuesday I started getting a sharp stabbing sort of pain on my left side. Now usually with IBS, it’s cramping and a dull sort of pain (it still is extremely painful but I’m just trying to explain it wasn’t the usual kind of pain).
I acknowledged it, had a momentary worry, and then just carried on with my day. I didn’t bother saying anything to anyone as on a day to day basis, I almost always have pain. So unless something is drastic or much worse than normal I just carry on and fight through it.
Wednesday however.. the pain wasn’t coming and going anymore, it was right there letting me know it existed. It hurt to stand, it hurt to sit, if I tried to walk anywhere I had to half bend down and kind of hold my stomach in.. well that’s what it felt like, but it wasn’t actually falling out or anything. Thursday was even worse, and when my dog tried to get on my lap to give me a cuddle in bed I actually screamed from the pain and started crying.. now that never happens, and I felt terrible for having to push him away.
Sometimes, as a complication from IBS, you can get inflammation or an ulcer, and this can cause gas to get trapped, an infection to set in, or even a blockage. These can all be very painful. I had only had the inflammation and build up of gas before, which landed me in urgent care, sent from work one day as I could no longer stand up straight and my stomach was so painful I could not concentrate.
I suggested to my partner that perhaps it was this again, but he wanted me to call the doctors and get checked out as he believed I was struggling a lot more this time around. He was right, the time before I had had the pain for about a week before it got that bad, but this time it had come on pretty quickly and very strong. I called friday morning for an emergency appointment and ended up having a phone appointment at 10:30 (useless in my opinion) which led to me repeating everything I had already told them and being invited in for an in person emergency appointment at 3:30 that afternoon.
You know how gentle doctors are when you are in pain? Not at all! He poked, he prodded, he pushed in on all the painful areas like I had wronged him in a previous life or something.
It turns out I have a faecal impaction, so after my bout of diarrhoea, I then became constipated. I was so constipated (without realising), I had a faecal impaction: a build up of hard waste (I’m being polite for you here hope you appreciate it) in the last part of the large intestine.
What does this all mean? It means I have been given a course of laxatives (gross) that I have to take eight sachets of a day, in a six hour period for three days straight. I also have anti-spasmodic tablets to take three times a day and painkillers as needed. Now I’m not normally allowed laxatives because my IBS is mixed so it could set something off.. but it’s the only way to clear the blockage.
I’m halfway through my second day of the sachets and they are disgusting.. they have this really weird filmy texture and they make me feel very sick for about an hour after taking them. It can take the three days for anything to actually happen so I am kinda dreading it.. like, will I go to the toilet once, or alot, or repeatedly.. am I still going to be able to be in control of it all?
Scary stuff. Mostly I just hope that the pain eases off, it sorts my insides out as needed and that I don’t poop my pants.
I know I’m not the only person out there that suffers with this sort of thing, and I’m fed up of feeling embarassed or scared to talk about it.. so, you are welcome! If you also struggle, don’t feel like you can’t speak up or need to hide it, we are all human.. we all have shit going on.. or not.. literally.
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