You're sitting on the couch and suddenly your stomach twists and turns inside out and you're ready to die right there.
You're not sure if you're gonna barf or have to run to the bathroom. But most times it involves needing to be in that space for a long time.
In my years of dying in pain and having flares, I've developed some tactics on dealing with them. I'm not always successful, but sometimes I'm lucky. For starters, I always try to bring something with me, usually my phone, but a book works too. It's a distraction tool and well my phone doubles as a safety call. (usually in the middle of the night when people are sleeping and can't hear me yell for help if I need it)
But I start out with saying my abc's in my head or whispering them to myself. It's like a mantra and centers me away from the pain, when it's starting to feel more bearable, I play the games on my phone or look at my apps. This is usually a 20 min or 40 min process of defeat or winning at the pain. And it ends in me either laying on the floor of the bathroom or next to a bucket of sorts.
All in all, it's not going to work for everyone, but it's something to start with and you can develop your own process of working through a flare. Other times, yeah, you're going to be crying on the bathroom floor in pain and hating every minute of it. But you can try and make it bearable and focus that energy on other things.
When it's all said and done....DRINK YOUR FLUIDS! Nothing worse than not re-hydrating after a flare.
This post was sponsored by: my recent flares of hate.