I sit here, in pain and discouraged…
On the day of my Mother’s birth, I sit here, in pain and discouraged, and ask myself, “how could she have birthed me with such an irritable colon?” Today, as of 3:30pm I have ran to the bathroom three times and waddled slowly out each time trying to reflect on the reasons why this is happening. Last week, I visited my favorite gastroenterologist, Dr. Eric Goldstein on the Upper East Side (Shout Out- thanks doc.) BUT, thanks for what??? I AM NOT GETTING ANY BETTER!!!
I recently, as in one week ago, came off a medicine used to calm my nerves. I am a highly active, high strung, animated character that wants to find some type of working method in order to alleviate some of the pains (in the ass) of this damn disorder. SAY NO TO MEDS!!! Yes, that will be my motto in the months to come. I purchased a “self help” workbook called, Controlling IBS: The Drug Free Way, written by Dr. Jeffrey M. Lackner. It claims relief from IBS using a 10-Step Plan. Why not make it a 12-Step Plan so I can use those last two steps to drink my anxiety away? Maybe that would cure this ailment. Anyways, the approach is simple, Cognitive Behavioral Therapy, which “teaches you to change the way you think about and respond to difficulties”. Yea OK Doc, let’s give it a shot. But seriously folks, I am going to give this a shot. I have never done this particular type of therapy. I have tried the hypnosis (self and group), acupuncture (self, but group could be sorta cool and interesting!), and even tried sticking things up my…wait…sorry, wrong blog. If it ain’t the food I’m eating, and if medications aren’t going to be the answer, then I MUST conquer this underlying anxiety that has entrenched itself within the walls of my gut. I say GODSPEED to me, GO GET ‘EM. Go calm your nerves and calm your gut, and tell all who want to listen about the ways of the IBS. I hope to have something positive to talk out about next time, stay tuned…

