I love my friends and they try to be understanding about the D, but sometimes. . . .
In scheduling a little get together for the weekend, a friend emailed and said she was making spaghetti, bread and salad. She thoughtfully asked whether there was anything as far as dessert that I "wanted and could have." Ummmm, the real problem might be the spaghetti (and maybe dessert and the bread), but I didn't have the heart to say anything. I truly don't want my D to be a bother to anyone else. I'll just be sure to bring a little something else for myself and others in case I don't feel like dealing with the pasta.
Oh, and P.S. friends, I can have anything I want, it's just a matter of whether I choose to do so. :)