Kind of a mega-vent..
I HATE CROHNS I HATE IT I HATE IT I HATE IT!!!
Sorry. I'm feeling VERY childish and immature today. Crohns just keeps ******* with me. Hospital visits, dr visits, bloodwork, more dr visits, calls to the dr, back to the hospital, better for about two days, sick as hell again for a week.
I'm soooooooo done with it. BUT YOU CAN'T BE DONE WITH IT. I keep crying because I have no money but I can't work. I need more pills, but can't purchase them. I'm SO nauseas, but nothing to get rid of it. I can't buy any food, gas, smokes (YES I STILL SMOKE) anything. I can't do it anymore. I hate being on narcotics but the ONLY way I feel even remotely good is if I take them. What's gonna happen when they won't give me any more?!
These stupid meds aren't working, my dr wants me back in the stupid hospital with all the contagious, crazy, stinky old fuckers staring at me when I hobble to the bathroom for the 19th time that day.
I don't need to be in there. I've been much, MUCH sicker before and not been in the hospital. Just find a medication that woooooorks!!!! And let it be cheeeeaaaaap!! And let me get better! Now!
Oh and P.S. OUCH! Did the underwear affair on saturday. I literally can't walk. Like, at all. It usually takes me about ten seconds to get to the bathroom. It's taking me about 30-40 now. I've tried bengay, stretching, painkillers, boyfriend massaged me.. Nothing. OMG. One plus from the situation, besides that it was really fun, Calgary raised $855,000 for cancers below the waist. OH! AND! There was this one girl there, in costume. Her shirt said Captain Awes(t)ome
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. She got on stage and explained her costume (I already knew) and she showed everyone her ostomy! I almost cried. I cheered so hard for her.