Beth,
In reading your post, I completely understand what you are going through. My mom is a nurse who has compassion for all her patients and for me up until February/March when I got my diagnosis. After that it was just like someone flipped a switch and she was supportive in finding out what was wrong (I think she was hoping I was pregnant) and then when I said it was IBS, suddenly she didn't care how I felt since it was all in my head.
In June I had a serious attack come on the day before my sister's birthday and went about 48 hours without sleep since I was sick and living in the bathroom. I took a sleeping pill once my gut calmed down and I as able to eat the basics again. I slept through my sister's birthday and when I finally was with it two days after the fact I felt horrible. I called my sister immediately and apologized. She figured that since she gotten my card and I hadn't called that was something was up and didn't want to bother me until I was better (great sis, too bad she in TX). At least she could joke with me about keeping my tummy trim with all the muscle work out I had had and that it must be nice to sleep.
All I heard from my mother was 2 emails, 4 messages on my cell or home machine telling me how horrible I was for forgetting sis's b-day (didn't matter I sent the card). When I called her back to say...I know I forget but I already called her and had sent a card in advance, I just didn't plan to get sick. All I heard was "excuses, excuses". It gets old trying to talk with her, probably the reason its been over a month since I talked with her. Hard to deal with when Mom and I talked every day once or twice. Course what do I expect from a woman who expected me to make pork chops for her, my dad, and other sister when they came over. At least my fiance spoke up and said "NO" to her when I couldn't get her to understand. Seems she understood from him that he wasn't going to put me through it or be cruel. ARGGGHHH!!!
I can't call Dad, since Mom screens the calls to him to make sure he doesn't have to listen to me "whine". Who cares that I am calling for another reason. Sorry to vent also, but I am so grateful to everyone on this board who understands what I am going through and gives me more encouragement in being able to get through the obstacles that my gut throws at me. I hate to think what things would be like going through this and not having this board or Heather's books.
Let me know the next time you need a boost. I am here for you girl!
-Michelle
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I completely understand Augie
