The holiday season has arrived. The time of year when avoiding food and drink can be daunting. The time of year you may resort to being a hermit rather than venturing pit in crowds. The time of year that bathrooms have long lines and checkouts take even longer than ever. Meanwhile your bladder rages on in a maddening tumultuous tantrum.
You see a sea of shining happy cheerful people standing at a parade but all upu can think is I need to pee right now! Oh my god I hurt so bad I need to pee. Oh my god if I dont pee now I may die.
Why do doctors not understand that this is beyond a minor inconvenience? When will IC patients be given true credence to what we endure? The torture of never ending pain and unrelentlous bathroom trips?
How do we explain that this disease is all consuming. It pervades every and I do mean EVERY SINGLE aspect of our lives.
There is no escape. Sleep is a meaningless word if you know that youll be up in less than hour and very half hour at minimum.
Here have this wine have this chocolate let's get a coffee. Things you may hear repeatedly over the holiday season. All vivid reminders of how your life is not nor will it ever be normal. Your bladder is "allergic" to everything!
