What i hate is when i get boughts of IBS one right after the other every day...mostly caused to stress...but i had to make my bf drive me home from a restruantraunt....believe me all the other people dining would have hated that i was in the bathroom...one room....all night long...plus i needed the comfort of my own br.....the pain was unbearable....and everyone gets all mad at me ...but i could either stay there and be doubled over sweating and chills or i could go home where no one sees me...and it sucks because my bf is phillipino and in their culture if you say no to when they offer food its a sign of disrespect...but alot of it makes me sick when i get really bad boughts of it...during these i can only eat half a banana each day....otherwise i get sick....and they think im the most disrespectful person theyve ever seen...i can eat alittle more when im doing ok...but its crappy that the one thing you cant do insults majorly the people that you live with....my bf and i are still trying to explain it...lol its like talking to a brick wall...