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dazed and confused
Hello,
This is the first time I've ever posted in ANY online support group. I just found out about this forum the night before last. What can I say, I'm not terribly high tech and I guess I don't like giving my illness too much "air time." But my symptoms have worsened, I've been going downhill physically and emotionally for awhile now and a friend of mine suggested that I try this. The "dazed and confused" title is a reference to Led Zeppelin, of course. I'm a music journalist and a longtime Zeppelin fan. But maybe "sad, angry and hopeless" would be a more apt way to sum up my feelings tonight.
I always had a sensitive stomach but five years ago, I got very sick and was diagnosed with Crohn's Disease. While I wasn't exactly thrilled at the news, once I knew what it was, at least I could begin to treat it. The doctor who diagnosed me put me on Asacol and explained that if I responded OK to that, we wouldn't have to go the steroid route or anything. And I did respond pretty well. For a few years, I would have flare-ups periodically but I was fairly functional and my life wasn't impacted TOO significantly. My main symptoms were diarrhea during flare-ups and constant low energy (which I still suffer from). Being a music journalist and living in NYC, I constantly get invited to concerts and events. It's a great perk but being in my 40s and having Crohn's Disease is very different from being in my 20s and feeling immortal. The irony is that in my 20s, I had much better health but no career, so I never got these invites. Now that I get them, I often have to decline because even though I want to go, I'm not up to it physically! Tonight was a case in point. I was on the list for a show that I'd been looking forward to, the artist being a talented woman who I've interviewed several times. Last night, I felt decent physically -- not great but OK. This morning, I woke up with a bad flare-up. I wound up having to cancel my plans and I didn't go to the show. It was a letdown for me, for the friend I was planning to take and for the publicist who put me on the list.
This kind of thing has been happening to me more and more. Since the summer of 2010 I've been under quite a bit of stress, in various ways... I feel like my life for the past two years or so has consisted mainly of getting from one crisis to the next. It started when I lost my apartment. Since then, there has been a second move, other apartment-related disasters, a broken heart, my parents' health issues and my own health issues. I don't ask to leap tall buildings in a single bound and I don't expect life to be perfect. But I also have a threshold. There is very little joy in my life these days and I don't feel that a life without joy is a life, plan and simple. With some exceptions, my dominant feelings over the past two years have swung between days of depression and depletion (when I stay in bed) and anger (when I act out). My work is one of the few things that has kept me sane -- something I never would have said in my 20s.
Right now, I'm not sure what to do. I feel like a shadow of who I used to be. My flare-ups have become more frequent so between that and not living in my old neighborhood, I am forced to cancel plans much more than I used to. This leads me to feeling angry and resentful. In addition, I'm still plagued by constant low energy and I've become much more prone to anxiety attacks in the last few years. I travel MUCH less than I used to, in large part due to fear of having a flare-up while I am away and not having immediate access to a restroom.
I still take medication daily, although I've switched from Asacol to the generic Sulfasalazine to save money (my HMO sucks). I am also on Cymbalta at the moment, for depression. If I'm having a flare-up, I'll often take Imodium as well. I still haven't had to go on steroids at least but I worry that if this continues, I may have to.
On top of being depressed and depleted from this latest flare-up, I got two emails earlier tonight that further impacted my mood. One was from my Dad saying that his best friend, who had been sick for awhile, passed away this evening. This is very sad and I feel quite badly for my Dad. The other email was from a work contact inviting me to another concert. This one is happening on Friday night and is a concert I'd been wanting to see but didn't think I could get on the list for. My first reaction was, "Wow! That's actually good news. I'll be able to go after all." Then reality sunk in. Why would I think that I'll feel any better on Friday than I do tonight? I probably won't feel better and I probably won't be able to go to the concert, so I didn't write back.
If I had to sum things up, I'd say that over the years -- particularly since 2010 -- I feel like I've slowly had one source of joy after another taken away from me. I feel pretty hopeless these days, like my best days are behind me and there's almost nothing to look forward to. I'm not sure what I expect to get out of joining this forum but if nothing else, I thought it might help to get input from others who have been in similar situations. Most of the general population can't understand Crohn's Disease (or chronic illness in general) until they've been through it.
Hello,
This is the first time I've ever posted in ANY online support group. I just found out about this forum the night before last. What can I say, I'm not terribly high tech and I guess I don't like giving my illness too much "air time." But my symptoms have worsened, I've been going downhill physically and emotionally for awhile now and a friend of mine suggested that I try this. The "dazed and confused" title is a reference to Led Zeppelin, of course. I'm a music journalist and a longtime Zeppelin fan. But maybe "sad, angry and hopeless" would be a more apt way to sum up my feelings tonight.
I always had a sensitive stomach but five years ago, I got very sick and was diagnosed with Crohn's Disease. While I wasn't exactly thrilled at the news, once I knew what it was, at least I could begin to treat it. The doctor who diagnosed me put me on Asacol and explained that if I responded OK to that, we wouldn't have to go the steroid route or anything. And I did respond pretty well. For a few years, I would have flare-ups periodically but I was fairly functional and my life wasn't impacted TOO significantly. My main symptoms were diarrhea during flare-ups and constant low energy (which I still suffer from). Being a music journalist and living in NYC, I constantly get invited to concerts and events. It's a great perk but being in my 40s and having Crohn's Disease is very different from being in my 20s and feeling immortal. The irony is that in my 20s, I had much better health but no career, so I never got these invites. Now that I get them, I often have to decline because even though I want to go, I'm not up to it physically! Tonight was a case in point. I was on the list for a show that I'd been looking forward to, the artist being a talented woman who I've interviewed several times. Last night, I felt decent physically -- not great but OK. This morning, I woke up with a bad flare-up. I wound up having to cancel my plans and I didn't go to the show. It was a letdown for me, for the friend I was planning to take and for the publicist who put me on the list.
This kind of thing has been happening to me more and more. Since the summer of 2010 I've been under quite a bit of stress, in various ways... I feel like my life for the past two years or so has consisted mainly of getting from one crisis to the next. It started when I lost my apartment. Since then, there has been a second move, other apartment-related disasters, a broken heart, my parents' health issues and my own health issues. I don't ask to leap tall buildings in a single bound and I don't expect life to be perfect. But I also have a threshold. There is very little joy in my life these days and I don't feel that a life without joy is a life, plan and simple. With some exceptions, my dominant feelings over the past two years have swung between days of depression and depletion (when I stay in bed) and anger (when I act out). My work is one of the few things that has kept me sane -- something I never would have said in my 20s.
Right now, I'm not sure what to do. I feel like a shadow of who I used to be. My flare-ups have become more frequent so between that and not living in my old neighborhood, I am forced to cancel plans much more than I used to. This leads me to feeling angry and resentful. In addition, I'm still plagued by constant low energy and I've become much more prone to anxiety attacks in the last few years. I travel MUCH less than I used to, in large part due to fear of having a flare-up while I am away and not having immediate access to a restroom.
I still take medication daily, although I've switched from Asacol to the generic Sulfasalazine to save money (my HMO sucks). I am also on Cymbalta at the moment, for depression. If I'm having a flare-up, I'll often take Imodium as well. I still haven't had to go on steroids at least but I worry that if this continues, I may have to.
On top of being depressed and depleted from this latest flare-up, I got two emails earlier tonight that further impacted my mood. One was from my Dad saying that his best friend, who had been sick for awhile, passed away this evening. This is very sad and I feel quite badly for my Dad. The other email was from a work contact inviting me to another concert. This one is happening on Friday night and is a concert I'd been wanting to see but didn't think I could get on the list for. My first reaction was, "Wow! That's actually good news. I'll be able to go after all." Then reality sunk in. Why would I think that I'll feel any better on Friday than I do tonight? I probably won't feel better and I probably won't be able to go to the concert, so I didn't write back.
If I had to sum things up, I'd say that over the years -- particularly since 2010 -- I feel like I've slowly had one source of joy after another taken away from me. I feel pretty hopeless these days, like my best days are behind me and there's almost nothing to look forward to. I'm not sure what I expect to get out of joining this forum but if nothing else, I thought it might help to get input from others who have been in similar situations. Most of the general population can't understand Crohn's Disease (or chronic illness in general) until they've been through it.