
Last year I was diagnosed with internal hemorrhoids, but I kept experiencing bleeding even after keeping up with fiber/drinking 2 liters of water a day/exercising...sometimes even soft BMs make me bleed. I went to the doctor again this Feb and he recommended I take Metamucil daily. I did and I had one week of blissful, comfortable, no bleeding BMs...I finally thought I was on the mend... then I had some constipation. It didn't hurt to pass, but I felt it sort of..'grind'.. against my skin. I didn't see any blood on the tissue, but the next BM (which was softer) had blood on the tissue and it was uncomfortable to pass it. Now I regret ever taking Metamucil....I'm so scared that I have a fissure now.

My doctor says I need to get my constipation under control, but what more can I do..?? I'm TERRIFIED to take Metamucil again. There's nothing I can rely on to have consistent soft BM. I've silently resorted to stool softeners in hopes that the bleeding will go away in a few days...
I seem to always have a little constipation in the morning and I don't know what I can do to stop this nightmare.
I'm stuck in this depressing cycle of using stool softeners, watching what I eat, slowly getting off the stool softeners, praying that I don't see blood in the morning, then eventually seeing blood on the tissue...
To make matters more frustrating, we are trying to have a baby. My doctor is out until the 27th, then I will be contacting him again to give him the update. Before he went on vacation he prescribed nifedipine 0.2% ointment for me, just in case it is a fissure.
What do you think? For those with confirmed fissures, do you notice blood as soon as you pass hard stools, or does it take a 2nd BM to see the blood? The pain I feel is uncomfortable, quick, but it's not like I want to punch the wall or anything. I have heard that some fissures don't even bleed. I'm not sure if this is my bleeding hemmies doing their usual thing or something worse. Or with my luck, I'll have both now.

I'm 100% done with my butt. Any comforting words, stories, reality checks, hugs, advice, and tissue boxes are welcomed.