because I don't have an icon full of tears....

[roxy]

IBS is the devil. I can never go back to work again. Oy. I had to embarrass the heck out of myself today and run out the building because I don't know about anyone else, but home is the only place I can be when things are, shall we say, blowing up. Fortunately I don't live too far from work. Hey! Isn't it great we can share like this? Yeah, it is.

soooo...I guess maybe I should go back to my doctor and get some paperwork on this. I've had to bust out of the job almost every Friday the last two months. I know it looks suspicious. If I was a young thing, they'd probably have booted me already. Lord, I'm so tired of looking like an ass. So to speak.

*sigh* I just needed to vent a bit and share my pain about my disobedient bowels.

Still friends?

Comments

[twinsarein.livejournal.com]

Always and forever!

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*HUGGLES* Thank you for helping me get past the embarrassment! Oy!

Oh, I tagged you for a meme but I have to get my beloved to work the scanner for me because it *hates* me.(the scanner, not the meme)...and when it works, all this rambly bit will become clear, yes. *GG*

[selinamoonfire.livejournal.com]

Of course still friends! *HHHHUUUUGGGSSS* If you can't share your embarrassing work related stories to your online friends, who can you share them with?

Since we're sharing our embarrassing personal stories about work. I almost started bawling in the middle of the office and had no chocolate in sight. I considered using company resources to book a flight to visit my ex bf to either ravage him or beat the crap out of him. Or some interesting, hinky combo of the two (that would surprise and freak out my co workers if they knew but wouldn't faze anyone that knows me here).

Fridays are exciting!

(And yes that was my pathetic attempt at trying to make you laugh or at least smile)

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Or some interesting, hinky combo of the two

Heeeeeee! *clings* It worked--you totally made me snorfle! :)

[serafina20.livejournal.com]

I don't quite have IBS, but I get symptomatic quite a bit. I have to call the office and ask for someone to watch my class, wait for them, sometimes in a lot of pain that I have to keep from the kids until they get there, and then hobble to the bathroom, past a bunch of classes, and then return, many times feeling worse than I did.

So, I feel your pain. *hug*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*HUG*

I'm pretty thankful that I can leave, more or less, when I want--though I'm sure they're totaling up the absences and some day, I'll lose the best job a lazy person could ever have. *sad*

[tabaqui]

*hugs you tight*
Dude, we've all been there.

...

Or, okay, maybe that's just me, but....yeah. When your body doesn't work right? It suxors.

*luffs you forever*
*smishes you*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

It's awful--it's like being betrayed! And when you're out in public, it's even worse. God. I'm going to have to be a total bitch on Monday to make up for it. :(


So full mit the lubb for you, mien little hunnnybunchkins.
(also, being under the weather makes me ridiculously, embarrassingly affectionate)

[cinderella81.livejournal.com]

Always friends!!!!

*hugs*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*clings*

Thank you, lovey! I'll alwys be the Gibbs to your Tony...you know, in that platonic way they are on the show...*G* with maybe a little less head-whacking. ;)

[mahaliem.livejournal.com]

When I was substitute and summer school teaching, I usually skipped lunch because that seemed to set off my IBS. When working in an office, it was no big deal because I could go to the restroom any time I needed.

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

I usually don't eat at all before I go to work, or just have oatmeal which doesn't seem to set me off but this morning I was stupid. I won;t even tell you what I had for breakfast--*blushblush*

Working in a store means these long sprints from the back of the store to the front where the restrooms are, oy. Too much to handle. And playing cashier is a huge hell no.

[cha.livejournal.com]

ooh I had that happen when I was on holiday once... not fun...

STILL adore you :)

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*CLING*

Ya'll are so great, I feel so much better! Some things are too embarrassing *not* to share, y'know?

[rosy5000.livejournal.com]

Of course we're still friends! You're too adorable to let go.

*hugs... just not too tightly* lol

♥

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*FALLS DOWN LAUGHING*

I swear, I just love every little bit of you! *hughug*

[nataliadarimini.livejournal.com]

Still friends.

Even if this does shift you over into the other side of the Venn diagram, the side where people tell me about their digestive tracts. That side is populated by my grandparents, my eighty-three-year-old great-aunt, and my cousin David when he's trying to squick me.

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*laughs like a loon*

I KNOW!!!! I'M OLD!!! My bowels have become a part of conversation! *covers face to weep*

And after I swore solemnly not to ever discuss these things in public. But seriously, let me tell you how fiber affects me....

[myownghost.livejournal.com]

that blows. if you know what i mean. for a while there, i thought i had IBS. having desperately to find a ladies' room when one is out in public is a humiliation not easily borne. i hope the doctor gets you whatever paperwork you need!

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*siiiiiigh*

It is totally humiliating--and an enormous pain to have to plan out every darn thing around the possibility of a problem.

[ferdalump.livejournal.com]

I really do have a Bale picture for every occassion. :p

**gentle hugs to you**

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*gigglegigglegiggle*

OMG, you really do!

*hughuhghug*
You're too much, Ferd! Love you!

[fleegull.livejournal.com]

Once at work a woman was in my office asking me about something and I started vomiting right in front of her....into a trashcan but there you go. It was coming out one way or the other and it was coming out at that very moment. After that she left all questions to email or the phone. Point is, if you live long enough, eventually you will lose it one way or the other at work!

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

True, true...my goodness, that was kind of a spectacular way to lose it, too. :)

*HUGS*

Thank you!

[suzvoy.livejournal.com]

*clings*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*clings back, sobs quietly*

*searches your pockets for chocolate*

[lapetite-kiki.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Thank you, beloved! I need all the hugs I can get! *hugs back hard*

[danceswithgary]

In the measured tones of a PSA:

You are not alone.

*hugs*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*falls all over you*

It's like your body deciding it hates you. :(

Paying me back for years and years of pizza with the works and chocolate malteds, or something. *more pouting of epic proportions*

[tragicllyhip.livejournal.com]

wow, that sucks majorly, but i don't have to tell you that. Hang in there, i hope you find a solution soon

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*nods* I'm seriously considering becoming a hermit. Sure, the benefits are lousy....

[pepperjackcandy.livejournal.com]

:hugs:

Yes, get a doctor's note.

Also, why Friday, I wonder . . . ?

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Isn't it weird? Friday is no different than any other day, not at all. I don't understand why it always seems to hit that day.

[opusnone.livejournal.com]

all I have to offer here is *hugs* to infinity.

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Never underestimate the healing powers of hugs! *grabs all the hugs*

[sage]

awww, poor you. Call your doctor, or at least talk to his/her nurse and tell them what's going on. There might be better meds or some hidden Friday-specific cause no one's realized yet.

*hugs*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Yeah, we went through that about two years ago and they gave me a medication that more or less didn't do much except look pretty in my pillbox. I think you're right--it's time to talk with them again, much as I hate going. And it's not even the doctor, he's an okay guy. It's the whole office thing, I guess. *yuck*

[tasabian.livejournal.com]

*hugs, gently*

Hope you are feeling better today.

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

On and off, not too bad! It's the off bits that are making those frown lines in my forehead deeper. I blame myself. And the cinnabon. And the coffee, not decaf, which is also the devil's brew.

*hugs back*

*what the hell--clings like a limpet*

[carolandtom.livejournal.com]

Friends forever.

*Hugs lovingly*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh*

oh yeah!

[capnzebbie.livejournal.com]

*hugs* I had the same problem last year, but for me it meant that I could NOT make it to work on time for about a month. It was ridiculous. And I now know every place between home and work that has a public restroom. And which places have the best ones. *g* I'm like a restroom connoisseur.

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

I know, right? And I'm late a huge part of the time, too! Stupid innards.

I'm like a restroom connoisseur.

Heeeee! I like that! :)

[kaydee23.livejournal.com]

Oh, no. I'm sorry. My mother had ulcerative colitis, so I sort of understand. (((hugs)))

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Oh, your poor mother, that must have been awful for her.

I'm grateful that it's not that bad--but relatively mild as it is, it still makes things difficult some times.

[garryowen.livejournal.com]

Aw, poor you! I have a sad tummy, too, and I think my friends think I am making shit up when I say I have a tummyache and can't go out. It's gotten a lot better, but still. :(

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

It's terrible to have to arrange life around one's hindparts, it really is. Most folks that Mr. R and I socialize with finally get it. Between the tummy upheavals and the anxiety attacks, they think I'm insane but at least they're very kind about it and pamper me lots. Thank goodness I'm a total princess and don't care if they're pampering me to keep me from going nuts in front of them--as long as they're spoiling me. *beams*

[nerowill.livejournal.com]

From someone who stayed home from work twice last week because of the love affair I was having with my own toilet, I fully understand. *hugs*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*HUUUUUG*

Thank you!!!