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I guess I'm just feeling down. I was suspecting that I was "flaring" for the last month. I started getting these real low grade fevers, and I was having trouble keeping up at practice/on trail skates. I was working a lot of OT and between that and practice I was driving myself into the ground. I set up an appointment with GI. When I went in I found out they had canceled on me, had been calling my old phone. Bummer. Set an appointment up for a week later.
Yesterday I found myself exhausted all day. I went home from work and just crawled into bed. Then the pain showed up. Left lower quadrant. Similar to when I was diagnosed (although that was in the right lower quadrant). Hurts to inhale deeply, hurts to move. I asked my OH if he would go see a movie with me. It made him mad, but he went with me. I remembered the doc telling me to head to the ER if I was in so much pain I was doubled over. But I didn't want to go. My GI appointment was the next day, I figured it could wait.
Saw the GI this morning. He tells me it's most likely a flare. I am bummed, because when I was diagnosed I only had inflammation in my terminal ileum. Now it's somewhere else. He says if it gets worse we'll do a CT. Put me on Cipro and Flagyl (I refused steroids). He says this should "nip it in the bud." I am not optimistic. I feel like the Humira should have kept this from happening. Blargh. When I climbed up on the table he saw I was in pain, but didn't get how much. He touched my abdomen and I cried out in pain. He offered me pain meds, I refused, they just make me sick.
At least now I can start getting better? I have been training to try out for the Rat City Rollergirls. I started skating with them and THAT was when this started happening. So now I'm sure they think I'm not committed, or too sick to skate with them, or just weak and have no endurance in general or something (I think the infection was sapping my strength, so I probably looked pathetic to them). I just needed to vent, this makes me cranky. I am looking forward to hopefully feeling better and stronger soon. I want to get back to skating (I had to drop out for a while because I felt it was hindering me getting better).
Yesterday I found myself exhausted all day. I went home from work and just crawled into bed. Then the pain showed up. Left lower quadrant. Similar to when I was diagnosed (although that was in the right lower quadrant). Hurts to inhale deeply, hurts to move. I asked my OH if he would go see a movie with me. It made him mad, but he went with me. I remembered the doc telling me to head to the ER if I was in so much pain I was doubled over. But I didn't want to go. My GI appointment was the next day, I figured it could wait.
Saw the GI this morning. He tells me it's most likely a flare. I am bummed, because when I was diagnosed I only had inflammation in my terminal ileum. Now it's somewhere else. He says if it gets worse we'll do a CT. Put me on Cipro and Flagyl (I refused steroids). He says this should "nip it in the bud." I am not optimistic. I feel like the Humira should have kept this from happening. Blargh. When I climbed up on the table he saw I was in pain, but didn't get how much. He touched my abdomen and I cried out in pain. He offered me pain meds, I refused, they just make me sick.
At least now I can start getting better? I have been training to try out for the Rat City Rollergirls. I started skating with them and THAT was when this started happening. So now I'm sure they think I'm not committed, or too sick to skate with them, or just weak and have no endurance in general or something (I think the infection was sapping my strength, so I probably looked pathetic to them). I just needed to vent, this makes me cranky. I am looking forward to hopefully feeling better and stronger soon. I want to get back to skating (I had to drop out for a while because I felt it was hindering me getting better).