Wow! I am so impressed by the responses to this post. It's so great that everyone can share their horror stories and joke about
them. If we can't laugh about
our problems then it means we are letting them beat us. This is certainly much healthier than wallowing in self pity, and shows that none of us are alone in the embarrassments we often have to go through.
So, in the spirit of Christmas and sharing, here are another couple of stories to add to the collection...
1. I often find myself running to the toilet and having no idea which end to put down first (the poop or puke dilemma!) So I will sit on the loo and stand up and then sit down again and stand up again...and then I usually just end up sitting down with a bucket on my lap. It's quite horriffic really, but I often wonder how amusing it might look to someone else!
2. Yesterday I was doing some last minute Christmas shopping and had to use the public toilets. There was a huge queue inside and I was freaking out that I wasn't going to make it in time, hopping around in little circles trying desperately to hold it in. Thankfully, a kind lady let me go in front of her and I made it just in time. It was impossible to hold back all the noise but I didn't care, I was so relieved to actually reach the toilet! Anyway, once I had finished, I flushed and
opened the door, only to get the instantaneous urge to go again. To the dismay of the others who were still in the queue, I had to slam the door back shut and proceed with Round Two. This time I hung around in the cubicle, just to make sure I was completely done and so not to embarrass myself again. Of course, as soon as I left the cubicle the urge returned, but when I turned round to go back to the toilet, someone had already disappeared inside. I had to hop around on the spot again (all the time with the other ladies watching me) and as soon as the next cubicle
opened, I skipped the queue and pushed my way in front of the lady who was next. There were a lot of angry shouts from the ladies who had been waiting so patiently in line. Needless to say, I waited in my new cubicle for a good 30 minutes before I came out again. I won't be able to show my face around there again for a while!
Merry Christmas everyone! Thank you for sharing your stories! :)
Whether you think you can or you think you can't, you are right.
Bio: 20 year old female, UK
Diagnosis: Ulcerative pancolitis 11/2006 and PSC 11/2007
Daily medication: Prednisolone 30mg, Mesalazine 7.2g, Omeprazole 20mg, Calcichew D 2.5g, Buscopan 80mg