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Hi there,
I'm new to this website and thought I would try and get some advice from people who who are going through similar situations.
I was diagnosed in 1997 after the birth of my third child and after getting my diagnosis in the hospital - my now ex-husband's first response was "Quit the tears and suck it up!"
Up until now, I've done a good job of dealing with the ups and downs and ins and outs of Crohn's disease but lately I've been finding it hard to keep a smile on my face. I have a good support system but as much as they try to be there for me, they have never had to experience day after day of crampy diahreah, multiple fistulas on your butt to the point you feel like a sieve, giving up 4 hours on your Saturday every 4 weeks to be hooked up to a Remicade IV, having to pretty much wear diapers and having the idea of ever being able to wearing a sexy thong bathing suit go out the window....I could go on and on but I don't want to sound like I'm complaining.
I think being able to communicate or maybe commiserate with others on this website will help but honestly, what helps you to get out of bed in the morning when you would much rather just throw the covers over your head and scream "I'VE HAD IT!"???
Sorry about the depressing post but based on the posts I've read so far, if anyone can help me get out of my funk - it will be you guys. Thanks.
Hi there,
I'm new to this website and thought I would try and get some advice from people who who are going through similar situations.
I was diagnosed in 1997 after the birth of my third child and after getting my diagnosis in the hospital - my now ex-husband's first response was "Quit the tears and suck it up!"
Up until now, I've done a good job of dealing with the ups and downs and ins and outs of Crohn's disease but lately I've been finding it hard to keep a smile on my face. I have a good support system but as much as they try to be there for me, they have never had to experience day after day of crampy diahreah, multiple fistulas on your butt to the point you feel like a sieve, giving up 4 hours on your Saturday every 4 weeks to be hooked up to a Remicade IV, having to pretty much wear diapers and having the idea of ever being able to wearing a sexy thong bathing suit go out the window....I could go on and on but I don't want to sound like I'm complaining.
I think being able to communicate or maybe commiserate with others on this website will help but honestly, what helps you to get out of bed in the morning when you would much rather just throw the covers over your head and scream "I'VE HAD IT!"???
Sorry about the depressing post but based on the posts I've read so far, if anyone can help me get out of my funk - it will be you guys. Thanks.