IBS and the magic toilet

Okay, so I’ve been away for a hot minute, but I have so much to tell you I don’t even know where to start! Well, you know how much I like to talk shit, so I’ll put my best foot forward and begin with that.  IBS is a great leveler. I mean, when you’ve sharted on a train your hubris just has to turn to humorous, or you’ll make yourself sick with worry – and I don’t mean that as a turn of phrase.  Anxiety over what your digestive system is going to throw at you on any given day can make […]

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