Hi all you wonderful people! I mean it, really. I'm a little bit on the shy side, so I've been "peeping" at forum posts for awhile now and finally decided to "put on my big girl pants" and join :lol:
My story as a mom of a 25 yr. old son on Remicade for CD is really no different from many of yours. Three years ago he got sick. Real sick. We went to 12 doctors, 7 emergency room visits, 2 hospital admissions, countless drug therapies, withdrawal from college, gallons of colonoscopy prep, loss of 2 jobs due to absenteeism, and more stuff that I've already forgotten. I do remember stuffing his Christmas stocking with hemorrhoid creams and telling him to let me know which one he liked the best. Funny what you remember.........oh yeah, we also got him an 18 in. toilet (taller than normal) so he could reach it faster.
Anyway, he finally ended up on Remicade and that's where we are right now. I use the term "we" very loosely because thank gawd I'm not on that stuff; however, look who's writing "our" story on this forum. It's not that I'm a helicopter parent, I promise. It's just that my son is only 25 and as any mother of sons knows, he's still immature. He has two brothers, so maybe I'm just in denial, but I'm going to give him the benefit of the doubt for another year, then I'll work on the next one. He's diagnosed bipolar. I'm not kidding :yrolleyes: I hope they have a forum as nice as this one.
Under normal circumstances, I would be glad to tell you my real name, but we still have so many outstanding medical bills, somebody is probably trying to find me. In the meantime, now that I've "come out", I'll look forward to getting to know you.
Keep the faith,
mammabear, mother of John
My story as a mom of a 25 yr. old son on Remicade for CD is really no different from many of yours. Three years ago he got sick. Real sick. We went to 12 doctors, 7 emergency room visits, 2 hospital admissions, countless drug therapies, withdrawal from college, gallons of colonoscopy prep, loss of 2 jobs due to absenteeism, and more stuff that I've already forgotten. I do remember stuffing his Christmas stocking with hemorrhoid creams and telling him to let me know which one he liked the best. Funny what you remember.........oh yeah, we also got him an 18 in. toilet (taller than normal) so he could reach it faster.
Anyway, he finally ended up on Remicade and that's where we are right now. I use the term "we" very loosely because thank gawd I'm not on that stuff; however, look who's writing "our" story on this forum. It's not that I'm a helicopter parent, I promise. It's just that my son is only 25 and as any mother of sons knows, he's still immature. He has two brothers, so maybe I'm just in denial, but I'm going to give him the benefit of the doubt for another year, then I'll work on the next one. He's diagnosed bipolar. I'm not kidding :yrolleyes: I hope they have a forum as nice as this one.
Under normal circumstances, I would be glad to tell you my real name, but we still have so many outstanding medical bills, somebody is probably trying to find me. In the meantime, now that I've "come out", I'll look forward to getting to know you.
Keep the faith,
mammabear, mother of John
