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Hi y'all! My name is Rachel (Rae) and I just want to start off by saying I DON'T have crohn's but my eight year old sister does and my dad has UC. Anyways, this is my story (techincally my sister's, but whatever).
Last summer my little sister Caroline began to get really sick. She would run low grade fevers and would complain of aches and pains and eventually began to have diarrhea. This worried my mother, but she figured it was the flu. After about a month of these symptoms, my parents really began to worry and finally took my sister to the doctor. She was tested for the flu, mono, and a parasite and all came out negative. Caroline's pediatrician insisted it was her diet and recommended changing it up a little, but other than that she was healthy. My parents weren't convinced but figured if something serious was going on, the doctor surely would have known. But about a week after the first doctor's visit, my sister ran a fever of 107. My mother almost had a stroke. After giving Caroline an ice bath and monitoring her temp the rest of the night, they took my sister to the ER. Caroline spent 5 days in the hospital and had tests run everyday. The doctors in the children's ward tested her for everything from Lupus to meningitis. On the last day of her hospital stay, a gastroenterologist ran a colonoscopy and endoscopy and found ulcers in her large intestine. I remember looking at my father and seeing him cry for the first time. It broke my heart, and I began to sob. They placed my sister on Pentasa and steroids and sent us on our way. It's been a year exactly since she was diagnosed and has done fairly well on her medication. She's experiencing a flare up at the moment, but she tries not to let it bother her. I honestly think it's harder on my parents and I than it is on her.
I hope this wasn't too wordy, but I've been meaning to get this off my chest for a long time.
-rae
Last summer my little sister Caroline began to get really sick. She would run low grade fevers and would complain of aches and pains and eventually began to have diarrhea. This worried my mother, but she figured it was the flu. After about a month of these symptoms, my parents really began to worry and finally took my sister to the doctor. She was tested for the flu, mono, and a parasite and all came out negative. Caroline's pediatrician insisted it was her diet and recommended changing it up a little, but other than that she was healthy. My parents weren't convinced but figured if something serious was going on, the doctor surely would have known. But about a week after the first doctor's visit, my sister ran a fever of 107. My mother almost had a stroke. After giving Caroline an ice bath and monitoring her temp the rest of the night, they took my sister to the ER. Caroline spent 5 days in the hospital and had tests run everyday. The doctors in the children's ward tested her for everything from Lupus to meningitis. On the last day of her hospital stay, a gastroenterologist ran a colonoscopy and endoscopy and found ulcers in her large intestine. I remember looking at my father and seeing him cry for the first time. It broke my heart, and I began to sob. They placed my sister on Pentasa and steroids and sent us on our way. It's been a year exactly since she was diagnosed and has done fairly well on her medication. She's experiencing a flare up at the moment, but she tries not to let it bother her. I honestly think it's harder on my parents and I than it is on her.
I hope this wasn't too wordy, but I've been meaning to get this off my chest for a long time.
-rae
