At least I figured out what was causing the feeling. For about a week I thought it was diarrhea heading down for battle. You know that feeling you get just before the "OOO!! Squeeze butt cheeks. Must get to bathroom"? It's that "just before" feeling (no panic of bathroom needs - that's ONE blessing).

Now I find out the name sounds suspectfully like it's French for Hermit Crabs. I'm also curious to the number of doctors proclaiming x, y, and z are a "side effect of treatment" and should "clear up in time", when in fact they're going "what the hell is this person talking about."

Life! Gotta love it.

Sabrina