Hello Lea. I remember talking with you in the chatroom a few days ago. I'm saddened that you're experiencing such distress. Life exhibits the annoying habit of kicking us when we're down. Getting up again feels like the challenge of climbing Mount Everest whilst wearing heavy ankle weights. That doesn't mean it's impossible. Just means we have to adjust our ascent.
Diabetes, IBS, MS. Three against one. It's unfare. I myself have IBS. It flares up every now and then if I veer from my narrow palette of acceptable food stuff. The main symptom is wind. Or perhaps it's better described as a 'methane hurricane'. Sometimes I wake up at night and the bedroom is a whiffy haze. Even the cat abandons me. I throw my window wide open, my bedroom door, and the window in the hallway, all to generate a refreshing breeze. I freeze solid if the weather is minus 0 Celsius, but at least I can inhale oxygen again. Which is vital for a mammallian lifeform like myself :dry:
On this forum, we all stroll, roll, trek, carry, push, pull, laugh and cry together as we continue hour after hour, day after day in our battles together. Please take some time to absorb the initial shock of the diagnosis. Our emotions and feelings can change like the weather. So hold on to see what the next few days bring.
Hopefully I'll see you in the chat room soon.
All the best. mike25