Hello everyone. I have lurked the forum ninja style for a few weeks so thought I'd take the plunge and introduce myself 
My name is Jo and I'm a, ahem, forty something crohnie living in beautiful rural Lancashire UK. I am a textile artist currently on sabbatical (as saying having to give my business up for a while due to the mother of all flare ups is still too depressing) I live with my long suffering partner and two crazy westies in a tiny cottage on the edge of a fell.
I was only officially diagnosed with crohns this year after over twenty years of fobbing off, investigations, medication, condescension and feeling like I was losing my marbles. It was no great surprise, the 'we do sometimes get things wrong' was though? comfort indeed from my consultant to his underling, gold star to the twit in the bad tie
For me it seemed everything, and nothing had changed. Didn't magically cure my defective bum having a label but at least the next time I rock up at A&E with a obstruction they can get a cheery 'up yours' to the first moron that offers me paracetamol and suggests I 'might be constipated' Look away gentlemen of the forum but this chick has 'issues with lady parts' too 
In the last couple of years I've had cervical resections, ablastations all to calm down my crazy innards. I'm hoping these effects were all part and parcel of this flare and they are still under investigation but happy days, I've finally got both clinics talking to each other?
So today here we are. Good old strictured section of ileum, valve kaput, fistulas, granulomas and a partridge in a pear tree. I'm waiting to see the surgeon in three weeks and fingers crossed won't be long before I'm booked in for my first surgery. Not sure what they have planned for me yet but staying positive and trying not to panic. I've the usual other suspects to deal with as so many of you do but this post is turning into war and peace and I just wanted to say Hello and look forward to being able to join in once I've navigated properly. The site has already been a fab resource and source of comfort to me.
Have a day as good as your broken innards will allow
Jo x
My name is Jo and I'm a, ahem, forty something crohnie living in beautiful rural Lancashire UK. I am a textile artist currently on sabbatical (as saying having to give my business up for a while due to the mother of all flare ups is still too depressing) I live with my long suffering partner and two crazy westies in a tiny cottage on the edge of a fell.
I was only officially diagnosed with crohns this year after over twenty years of fobbing off, investigations, medication, condescension and feeling like I was losing my marbles. It was no great surprise, the 'we do sometimes get things wrong' was though? comfort indeed from my consultant to his underling, gold star to the twit in the bad tie
For me it seemed everything, and nothing had changed. Didn't magically cure my defective bum having a label but at least the next time I rock up at A&E with a obstruction they can get a cheery 'up yours' to the first moron that offers me paracetamol and suggests I 'might be constipated' Look away gentlemen of the forum but this chick has 'issues with lady parts' too In the last couple of years I've had cervical resections, ablastations all to calm down my crazy innards. I'm hoping these effects were all part and parcel of this flare and they are still under investigation but happy days, I've finally got both clinics talking to each other? So today here we are. Good old strictured section of ileum, valve kaput, fistulas, granulomas and a partridge in a pear tree. I'm waiting to see the surgeon in three weeks and fingers crossed won't be long before I'm booked in for my first surgery. Not sure what they have planned for me yet but staying positive and trying not to panic. I've the usual other suspects to deal with as so many of you do but this post is turning into war and peace and I just wanted to say Hello and look forward to being able to join in once I've navigated properly. The site has already been a fab resource and source of comfort to me.
Have a day as good as your broken innards will allow
Jo x
I might do him a power point presentation 
