Irritable Bowel Syndrome Message Boards | Steph! Honey, No, No, No

Sweetheart, please don't! There is absolutely no need to apologize to me! Or to anyone. Oh dear, I think I was too hard on you, wasn't I?

My intention was not to make you feel bad, please believe me! I meant to try to just wake you up and get you to see what you're doing to yourself. I'm afraid I failed miserably....

Mexican food? Oh dear. So you just had the rice? Good girl! That must have been hard for you. (I hate Mexican food -- ewwwww -- but for those who like it, yeah, I imagine it's tough giving it up.)

Steph, I understand what you were thinking about your life "going back to normal," but I don't think we can plan on that happening. I think we have to accept the fact that we have this problem, and then work our diets -- and our lives -- around it. For example, you know by now of my love for coffee. Giving it up was the hardest thing I've ever had to do. So, okay, I discovered SoyFee, and now I'm a happy camper. I'll be drinking SoyFee for the rest of my life, never again to have coffee. Same with ice cream. I used to ADORE the stuff. I hated giving it up; however, I discovered Soy Dream Mocha Fudge. I buy it by the gallon -- really, when I go to the HFS I buy 4 cartons. Even hubby loves the stuff. So I'll never have real ice cream again, opting instead for Soy Dream. Red meat just grosses me out, so giving that up was nothing for me. I love chicken and turkey, and I'm delighted to stick with that forever.

What I'm trying to tell you is that you can substitute other things for all your faves. (Although I have no idea what you'd substitute for Mexican!) Cookies? Well, what about ADBs or RKTs? Luna Bars? For me, I used to love the crunch in cookies. RKTs and Luna Bars have lots of crunch.

French Fries? Okay, have you ever had a potato, cut into "French fries" and roasted in the oven with a little olive oil? They come out fabulous! Potato chips? (I used to ADORE these things!) Well, I discovered "Veggie Stix," which I have to order online; they're better than any potato chips and totally IBS-safe!

So try to substitute other things for all your faves. I imagine this is what everyone else does as well. You can do it too!

I'm sorry I was so hard on you. Sometimes I have a BIGGGG mouth. Just ignore me. Besides, we all make mistakes. Just because I don't cheat doesn't mean I don't screw up at times. When I scoop out my Mocha Fudge, don'tcha just know it's more than just one little scoop? Hmmmm? And I'm the idiot who took the maximum dosage of SFS and didn't realize it, all the while increasing it even MORE and having Big D attacks at the Post Office! Well, DUH. Pretty stupid, huh?

Sweetheart, you made a few mistakes -- just like everyone else. It's over and done with now. It's history. You learned from them and now you've moved on. How's your tummy now? Any better? Why not take some time this weekend to plan your diet for the week? Maybe make up a grocery list for all your favorite substitutes and be prepared next time the BF wants to go out; you can take something IBS-safe with you, then you can enjoy his company and still eat something that won't bother your tummy.

Hey! I just thought of something yesterday, and I was going to run it by everyone here. Tell me what you think:

We were down at the new property yesterday, actually at our little Post Office in our new community. Picture this: a lakeside resort, where people go on the weekends or on holidays or vacations, to play in the lake and get away. Fir trees and pine trees all around, and only a tiny little "shopping center" with only a little Post Office, a mini-grocery store, a realtor's office, a PIZZA PARLOR, and a burger joint. Got it? Okay, that's our new little community! That's where we're moving in 41 days, where our new home is being built. Besides the burger joint (and their food, once made IBS-safe, is bland and BORING), the pizza parlor serves the best pizza I've ever had. When we first came up here to stay at the "resort," I had to stop in and try their pizza because the smell permeated the entire area. OMG, was it FABULOUS! Yes, I had IBS at the time, but no, I did not know Heather or the Boards; I was suffering in silence -- I didn't know I couldn't have cheese, I didn't understand why the pizza tore my tummy up. I just figured it must have had too much fat. So the next night, I had just a little bit of pizza instead of half. Again, it tore my tummy up. So I haven't had any since.

Well, yesterday at the Post Office, I couldn't stand that smell -- it drove me crazy -- I wanted some of their pizza! Not Amy's frozen soy cheese pizza -- TINO'S pizza! All the way home from the Post Office, I kept trying to think of a way I could have it. And then I came up with this great idea: what if I took a package of soy mozzarella with me to the restaurant, went up to the order counter and asked them if they had any soy cheese (of course they won't), and then asked if they would mind putting my own soy cheese on my pizza? Is that tacky? Politically incorrect? What do you think? I suggested to Don that I just keep the cheese in my purse, and order my pizza with no cheese on it, then when they serve it to me, sprinkle the cheese on my portion from the cheese in my purse -- he HATED the idea! But he did like the idea of asking them to put it on for me. What do you think?

Steph, I hope you're doing better today and that your tummy is calmed down now. Above all, I hope you're still my friend.

Bevvy

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