I know this probably sounds utterly ridiculous, however, I really need to get it off my chest.
Yesterday I went for my 6 month check up after getting rid of my ileostomy. The consultant was happy with my progress, and wanted to start tests - colonoscopy, mri and faecal matter test, the one where you basically have to scoop the poo from the toilet and put into a test tube, that'll be fun! He then did what they all usually say - becasue I'm so young and because of the nature of the operation it WILL come back and in about a decades time I'll have another op. I know all this, but I just love how they reiterate it.
It just upsets me you know, as crazy as it sounds. Currently I'm in remission, I'm enjoying life for the first time in years, and able to do what I want - currently I'm doing my Masters at Uni. But, it's just another horrible reminder that I have this horrific disease for life. There is no getting rid of it. At some point my health will be taken away from me again and I'll be back to where I was, with all these medications pumped into me, adn even worse another operation. It scares me. It scares me that because I'm so young it will be back. Most of the time I can put it to the back of my mind that it will come back and that I'm lucky enough to enjoy life atm, but today, it just hit me again. I don't want this disease, I wouldn't want to wish this on anyone but at times I wish they knew how it made me feel. SO. UTTERLY. ALONE. I hate how because they had to take part of bowel away my bowels will never be the same again. Today, I feel exactly that, so alone in all of this. I just wish I knew what the future held...
On top of this, I had a huge run in with a course mate of mine this week. We have to do a presentation at the end of this month, and I asked the lecturer who had assigned us to our groups whether I could move because, and I don't want to sound nasty but the people I was assigned too are failing and I don't need the stress of it all resting on my back. Anyway he agreed. What I didn't expect was the group I was reassigned too the 'leader of the pack' - who incidentually thinks she is Queen Bee of the group - telling me I should have asked them first, and that no illness is stress related!! I told her I had Crohn's Disease and although in remission, stress does seem to make it play up slightly, I explained what Crohn's Disease was, and then she had the gaul to turn around to me and say; Oh I know what that's like, I used to have asthma...
I could off hit her.
Yesterday I went for my 6 month check up after getting rid of my ileostomy. The consultant was happy with my progress, and wanted to start tests - colonoscopy, mri and faecal matter test, the one where you basically have to scoop the poo from the toilet and put into a test tube, that'll be fun! He then did what they all usually say - becasue I'm so young and because of the nature of the operation it WILL come back and in about a decades time I'll have another op. I know all this, but I just love how they reiterate it.
It just upsets me you know, as crazy as it sounds. Currently I'm in remission, I'm enjoying life for the first time in years, and able to do what I want - currently I'm doing my Masters at Uni. But, it's just another horrible reminder that I have this horrific disease for life. There is no getting rid of it. At some point my health will be taken away from me again and I'll be back to where I was, with all these medications pumped into me, adn even worse another operation. It scares me. It scares me that because I'm so young it will be back. Most of the time I can put it to the back of my mind that it will come back and that I'm lucky enough to enjoy life atm, but today, it just hit me again. I don't want this disease, I wouldn't want to wish this on anyone but at times I wish they knew how it made me feel. SO. UTTERLY. ALONE. I hate how because they had to take part of bowel away my bowels will never be the same again. Today, I feel exactly that, so alone in all of this. I just wish I knew what the future held...
On top of this, I had a huge run in with a course mate of mine this week. We have to do a presentation at the end of this month, and I asked the lecturer who had assigned us to our groups whether I could move because, and I don't want to sound nasty but the people I was assigned too are failing and I don't need the stress of it all resting on my back. Anyway he agreed. What I didn't expect was the group I was reassigned too the 'leader of the pack' - who incidentually thinks she is Queen Bee of the group - telling me I should have asked them first, and that no illness is stress related!! I told her I had Crohn's Disease and although in remission, stress does seem to make it play up slightly, I explained what Crohn's Disease was, and then she had the gaul to turn around to me and say; Oh I know what that's like, I used to have asthma...
I could off hit her.