A bit of background - I was diagnosed with IBS-D around the age of 10. I'm 23 now and in the past few years my IBS-D has gotten considerably worse.
A year ago I was referred to a gastroenterologist because I had started bleeding whenever I had a BM. It started out small and I kind of ignored it but it got to the point where it was like somebody had poured blackcurrant squash down the toilet. I had a colonoscopy and they found nothing sinister apart from a then healed ulcer. I began taking macrogol after a few months and found a new routine.
My problem begins here. I moved a few months ago and have started having absolutely horrendous stomach pain. When it first started happening it was easy to deal with, take a buscopan and some paracetamol and lie on the sofa with a hot water bottle and sleep it off. I had one occasion where I had awful, awful stomach pain for 3 days straight. It stopped me sleeping properly, it woke me up in the morning and I couldn't do anything besides sit on the sofa and not move. It also stops me from eating so whenever I do get the pain I inevitably end up losing a bit of weight because I'm too nauseous / scared of making the pain worse to eat.
I called my GP and I kind of guessed that it was because I must've been fairly backed up (I'd had similar mild pain before when I was constipated) and the GP told me to up my movicol to 4 sachets and add in some senna tablets. The next morning the pain had just gone with no explanation as to why/how I had a flare up that bad.
It's started coming back intermittently and it's incredibly intense pain that stops me doing my daily activities. I've started a new job and had an episode at work where I was trying to work and push through the pain which was inconvenient and really annoying.
I saw a dietitian for 2 appointments (I was discharged from the service because I moved) and was told to cut out my caffeine intake as I used to drink a lot of green tea. In the time between my first and second appointment my caffeine intake has been reduced significantly and I try to keep an eye on what I'm eating.
I'm sorry for rambling but I'm just at my wit's end of feeling like shit (no pun intended) and would feel far more sane if there was some reassurance that this isn't just a me problem!