I have two that tie for the "Worst IBS Attack" award
#1 - My little sister's 16th birthday dinner. My family went out to eat at a very nice Italian restaurant.At this time, I had no idea I had IBS, but I knew that my stomach was sensitive to certain things. I thought pasta would be safe, so I ate some sort of chicken pasta with plenty of parmesan cheese. As I neared the bottom of the bowl, I remember thinking "Gosh, it looks like there's a pound of oil in here." Great. Well, about an hour later when we got home, I was curled up in the fetal position on the bathroom floor crying from the painful spasms. I had D intermittantly for about 2 hours, but the pain lasted for about 6. I had never had it last that long before and it was so intense! It really scared the hell out of me. What made it worse was my whole family thought I was either crazy or over-dramatizing the situation.
#2 - The attack that made me finally go see a GI. I was celebrating 4th of July with my boyfriend and a bunch of his friends at his house. Once you guys see what I consumed that day, you can imagine how bad of an attack it was! We were swimming and drinking beer all afternoon. Then we BBQ-ed hamburgers which were stuffed with bleu cheese. It was really hot out, so I spent the rest of the evening munching on fresh watermelon, cantaloupe, strawberries, etc. I started getting sleepy from all the beer, so I quaffed down a Red Bull. About a half hour later, I had explosive D a couple of times. Then the pain set in, again I was curled in the fetal position grinding my teeth with tears in my eyes. It lasted all night. I called an made an appt with a GI the next business day!
It's sorta funny, but when I think back to all the more memorable horrible attacks I've had, I can remember what I ate. Everything was in direct contradiction to this diet! It's amazing how much I've improved simply by altering my eating habits!!!
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