Hey everyone,
I just wanted to talk about an ongoing issue that's been deeply upsetting me recently, and when brought up touches a nerve.
I have Crohn's, and my doctor is currently trying to find the best medication for me. I've gone from laying in hospital and ambulance calls right to being able to do anything physically demanding. I have all sorts of symptoms, ulcers on the back of my hands, your average moderate to severe Crohn's issues (blood in stools, pains in the stomach area etc.) and sometimes my feet and hands swell up like big foot :l
But here's the part that bothers me sometimes even more than the illness, being called a liar.
My family don't quite understand how hard it is to predict how the day will pan out, or week. I can be fine one hour and the next need to lie down. Last year lots of time was taken off school and ended in me dropping out with depression. I've spent the past month trying to get back into education, and after they tapered down on my prednisolone, I then relied on Mezavant which proved non-effective.
Honestly speaking, I put on a smile for everyone. I try not to moan when it's bad, or when mentally-speaking I'm not all there and when I do, I feel guilty for bringing others into it. But my family don't seem to get when I'm bad, and how it affects me. The doctor has tried to explain, but they're semi-there. Before I went into hospital about half a year ago, I remember my older brother telling me that he thought I made it all up, that I was lying, and shortly afterwards everyone thought the same thing. Then, the next visit with my gastroenterologist and my doctor rushes me into a ward to recover. I was in such a state, I couldn't open bottles, my arms were disgustingly thin and I couldn't look in the mirror. They all hushed up and felt bad for how they felt.
Now, it's the same again, and the worst symptom is diarrhoea. I've gone into school with it several times, and literally had to rush out of class to make it. I couldn't go to school, because if it was just getting worse I'd do something even more embarrassing (and I've came far too close). It feels as though most of the time I'm just getting in the way.
TL;DR- my parent's don't really understand my condition and accuse me constantly of lying, and there is a lack of support.
What do I do?
I just wanted to talk about an ongoing issue that's been deeply upsetting me recently, and when brought up touches a nerve.
I have Crohn's, and my doctor is currently trying to find the best medication for me. I've gone from laying in hospital and ambulance calls right to being able to do anything physically demanding. I have all sorts of symptoms, ulcers on the back of my hands, your average moderate to severe Crohn's issues (blood in stools, pains in the stomach area etc.) and sometimes my feet and hands swell up like big foot :l
But here's the part that bothers me sometimes even more than the illness, being called a liar.
My family don't quite understand how hard it is to predict how the day will pan out, or week. I can be fine one hour and the next need to lie down. Last year lots of time was taken off school and ended in me dropping out with depression. I've spent the past month trying to get back into education, and after they tapered down on my prednisolone, I then relied on Mezavant which proved non-effective.
Honestly speaking, I put on a smile for everyone. I try not to moan when it's bad, or when mentally-speaking I'm not all there and when I do, I feel guilty for bringing others into it. But my family don't seem to get when I'm bad, and how it affects me. The doctor has tried to explain, but they're semi-there. Before I went into hospital about half a year ago, I remember my older brother telling me that he thought I made it all up, that I was lying, and shortly afterwards everyone thought the same thing. Then, the next visit with my gastroenterologist and my doctor rushes me into a ward to recover. I was in such a state, I couldn't open bottles, my arms were disgustingly thin and I couldn't look in the mirror. They all hushed up and felt bad for how they felt.
Now, it's the same again, and the worst symptom is diarrhoea. I've gone into school with it several times, and literally had to rush out of class to make it. I couldn't go to school, because if it was just getting worse I'd do something even more embarrassing (and I've came far too close). It feels as though most of the time I'm just getting in the way.
TL;DR- my parent's don't really understand my condition and accuse me constantly of lying, and there is a lack of support.
What do I do?
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