Irritable Bowel Syndrome Message Boards | Re: I am so completely embarrassed I just want to die...

Michelle - you're so cute!!!! Take my word for it, when you get older (like me) you won't even care. People are so uncaring sometimes--maybe she was trying to be a mother to you. Guess we'll never know. But that was sweet of everyone to pray for you right then and there.

I guess it's hard to be a private person when you have IBS and are trying to figure things out. In order to get questions answered, the question must first be asked. And, for a lot of us, that's a hard thing to do when you are a private person. Me, I'm an open book, but I never used to be. I think once you pass a certain age (like 55 maybe), nothing seems to private!...at least not to me anyway. I do embarrass my husband all the time. He used to kick my leg under the table when he thought I was going to be "bad"--that is, until I read him the riot act. I told him to just let me be me. I was this way when he married me, and I've gotten worse since!!!

Anyway, you made it through it and that was just great! These ladies sound like they care enough about you to pray for you. Actually, looking back on what you could've done--you could have given all those ladies an education in IBS and probably a lot of them have it and just don't know it.

Believe it or not, at 58 I still get embarrassed when I talk in front of more than 1 or 2 people. It happened the other night at WW. The leader asked if anybody had any more input (which is the wrong thing to say to me because I always have something to say) about eating fiber. So, I raised my hand and started telling everyone--which was about 11 people--about the two different kinds of fiber and asking if anybody was having "gas" problems with the WW eating plan. And, some people raised their hands and then I just started explaining the difference between fiber and what to do to keep "gas" free. Then I could feel my face get all hot and red and I thought, "does everybody see my face getting red?" Oh,s__t, how embarrassing," but I just kept on going. And I could feel my face getting hotter and hotter. I'm glad our leader stopped me or I probably wouldn've just passed out on the floor!

Anyway, you're in good company, Michelle. Don't fret over it. They're probably looking forward to seeing you again so they can inquire about how you're feeling. It would be a good time to tell them about IBS. Who knows, you may be helping others there, too!

I know what you went through--been there, done that (lots of times)!

Sharon

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Sharon
"Anything Chocolate"...that is all!

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