Can’t stand the way those of us with IBS are treated. Lepers at the GI office. The fat nurse always “did you evacuate your bladder and bowels?” The lack of eye contact, slamming doors, and they act like you owe them more than your copay. After hours of waiting, reading Readers Digest, the doctor looks at your rectum and gives you prescriptions. These visits make you feel like a violated whore.