May anyone who has ever been diagnosed with IBS see this post.
Your doctor probably said, “Eat more fiber” when you asked how to deal with your bowels of Hell. Did you try to eat more fiber? Did it work out for you?
Well, it didn’t work out for me. And I was so confused because I did what the damn medical professional told me to do, so WHY IS MY BODY HOLDING ONTO STOOL FOR OVER FIVE DAYS? I didn’t poop for nearly a week, I shit you not.
And when I did, I felt like I lost about a billion pounds, and I found bits of undigested “roughage,” as they like to call it. Surely if it had been in my body that long, it would be somewhat broken down. So I added “too much fiber” to my list of trigger foods.
And, NEW RULE. I don’t eat anything that looks the same coming out as it did going in. Sounds simple, but it’s pretty effective. I stopped eating peas (well, I never actually ate peas) and corn (that was a sad one to give up…those sweet buttery nuggets on the cob…mmm), and I started peeling my apples before eating the juicy, digestible flesh.
Medline Plus is telling me that insoluble fiber helps pass stool more quickly through the stomach. But when you have IBS, all normal functions of the bowels can be turned all around, and perhaps the opposite will happen. That stool sits in you until you become convinced you’re pregnant or you have a billionth cup of coffee and finally let it all fall out.
I do still eat things with lots of fiber, like beans and nuts, but I chew chew chew until it’s like baby food in my mouth before I swallow. I mean, you obviously can’t get rid of fiber from your diet completely. My trigger is too much fiber, and that’s the difference. I avoid eating raw vegetables, especially leafy things like lettuce. I remember thinking salads were safe foods, but then I’d get that pain all on the left side of my middle body that at one point had me convinced I had some form of cancer. It’s not that I’m overly dramatic (obviously), but I was in that much pain. I also don’t do things like oatmeal or granola because I swear my stomach just doesn’t digest it, and the end result just ain’t pretty. The chick in the picture above looks too calm and comfortable, honestly, to accurately depict what too much fiber does to me.
There, that’s more like it.