I guess you could say IBS hasn't hurt our relationship at all.....we've been married 39 yrs. Hubby is very good when I say I don't feel like going out cause my tummy is bothering me. He doesn't mind that I'm usually eating something different than he is. He never looks at me strange when I eat the same things over and over cause I know they don't bother me. He never laughs when I have to carry a medicine chest in my purse. (actually, one time he was glad I had some Imodium with me because he needed it).
Lots of different things happen during the course of a long relationship. He had bypass surgery a few years ago and I was there right by his side during the long recovery. When I had my appendix out he was right there bringing me stuff cause I didn't feel like getting up. When I have my panic attacks he tries to be a calming influence.
IBS is nothing compared to the other stuff we have been through. He has been a trouper through it all.