Hey everyone.
I've taken enough advice from here that I feel obliged to join this supportive team.
My name is Josh, and I reside in the hobbit-ridden country of New Zealand.
My story starts at 16. As an extremely overweight teenager (quite a life flip) who enjoyed food a little too much, I suddenly found myself repulsed by food.
My appetite instantly went from big to non-existent. Which for someone of my stature, was almost unheard of. Within 6 months I went from 120kg to a mere 58kg. Initially me and my family pinned this on anorexia caused by depression, as I was bullied, and tried all the force-feeding tricks in the book.
Fast forward 3 painfull years.
I developed an abcess on my buttock whilst living away from home, but being stubborn, I ignored it until it got tot he point I couldnt leave my bed.
I forced myself to a doctor, who immediatly send me to the hospital with a "Skip-the-line" card. I was operated on that night and had 750ml (not a typo) drained. I was days away from death.
The resulting hole left from the surgery should have healed in 3 weeks, but after 9 months of daily nurse treatment, I moved home and had a nurse tream me there. Instantly this new nurse knew there was something wrong, and forced me to see a Gastroenterologist. 4 months and 1 colonoscopy later, I was finally diagnosed with Crohns.
Kick started on Pentasa, Azathiprine, Metronidozole and Prednisone, with Folic and Iron to boot, I instantly started getting my appetite back and gained weight, and started to go into remission. Life looked good.
Until I stopped taking my pills.
Everyone thinks they're bulletproof. Start feeling better, stop taking the meds. Bad move for anyone. They are there for a reason.
Back on the flare because of it. Day 2 of prednisone. Hopefully good results all round
It's a good thing I have such a supportive family, and a girlfriend that worrys about me more than I do sometimes ;>
Cheers for reading. Glad to be a part of such a helpful community.
Thanks and best wishes.
-Josh
I've taken enough advice from here that I feel obliged to join this supportive team.
My name is Josh, and I reside in the hobbit-ridden country of New Zealand.
My story starts at 16. As an extremely overweight teenager (quite a life flip) who enjoyed food a little too much, I suddenly found myself repulsed by food.
My appetite instantly went from big to non-existent. Which for someone of my stature, was almost unheard of. Within 6 months I went from 120kg to a mere 58kg. Initially me and my family pinned this on anorexia caused by depression, as I was bullied, and tried all the force-feeding tricks in the book.
Fast forward 3 painfull years.
I developed an abcess on my buttock whilst living away from home, but being stubborn, I ignored it until it got tot he point I couldnt leave my bed.
I forced myself to a doctor, who immediatly send me to the hospital with a "Skip-the-line" card. I was operated on that night and had 750ml (not a typo) drained. I was days away from death.
The resulting hole left from the surgery should have healed in 3 weeks, but after 9 months of daily nurse treatment, I moved home and had a nurse tream me there. Instantly this new nurse knew there was something wrong, and forced me to see a Gastroenterologist. 4 months and 1 colonoscopy later, I was finally diagnosed with Crohns.
Kick started on Pentasa, Azathiprine, Metronidozole and Prednisone, with Folic and Iron to boot, I instantly started getting my appetite back and gained weight, and started to go into remission. Life looked good.
Until I stopped taking my pills.
Everyone thinks they're bulletproof. Start feeling better, stop taking the meds. Bad move for anyone. They are there for a reason.
Back on the flare because of it. Day 2 of prednisone. Hopefully good results all round
It's a good thing I have such a supportive family, and a girlfriend that worrys about me more than I do sometimes ;>
Cheers for reading. Glad to be a part of such a helpful community.
Thanks and best wishes.
-Josh