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Hello, this is my first post on the forums and I just wanted to put out my nightmare of a story, I feel the need to open up about my ordeal but before I go on, I want to thank the forums in advance for giving me this opportunity to have an outlet. Setting the stage, I am 35, male.
So on July 7th 2017, I had my first ultra flare up, then they were pretty much once a week every week till April 2020. I went to school to be a historian, specifically sinologist, and that's why I have all these dates. I actually have a 19 page journal of dates, instances, records of things that happened, and here comes my first major complaint, the "specialist" I am seeing now, IGNORED my journal. He said he didn't care when it started, he wanted to know why I finally sought help. He got a surprise response.
So in 2018, every doctor at the time was convinced it was IBS (which I believe is a fictional trash diagnosis), and gastro department in my area turfed me to psychology. 3 psychiatrists from 2018 to 2020 tried to treat me, all of them recommending me back to gastro on the grounds of "you have a real problem and it's not psychological." In 2019, a doctor, new one, poisoned me more or less. She didn't read my chart and put me on a medication that's bad for you kidneys, and I've had kidney stones. So of course I got another one. Some higher up hospital official actually called me to apologize and admitted the doctor didn't read my chart, clearly, or she would have seen the red flag. Then we did another colonoscopy (my second one) in January 2020, and the doctor said nothing was wrong with me, I should never be sick again and I kicked everyone out of my room so I could cry in peace.
But then I went into remission, clearly, as I only got sick once or twice a year, with me getting sick only ONCE in 2021, and twice in 2022. However, in January 2023, I got sick, then got sicker, then get sicker, then did a little hospital trip, and then the specialist did like 8 tests, comes back "every test we do comes back positive for Crohn's, but I don't know what you have." And then he fights with the radiologist who certified the results as "Crohn's diagnosis of the small and large intestines." One of those tests was a surprise fluoroscopy, and it made me sicker than I have EVER been. I have asthma, and when I was 12, I got pneumonia and was in the hospital for a week, I was no where near as sick then as I was when I had the fluoroscopy. Hearing this, my PCP stepped in and put his foot down. I recorded his statement, as he said it to me, in my journal, it reads...
"They have their answers, I can see the tests, all Crohn's, they don't even have a differential diagnosis." He then added he didn't want me on any Crohn's medication because I work with the public and need my immune system, and he didn't want me on steroids because I'm on antidepressants as it is (unrelated to anything GI). So he then called the specialist and asked what my treatment plan was, and he said there was no treatment plan. So that's where I'm at. Took 6 years to get the diagnosis but now that I have it, all it does is make me like, shrug, at least I have an OFFICIAL excuse to why I miss work so often, why I can't eat in public, why I don't go out with my friends anymore (who I don't have anymore because like, when you've not seen them in 5+ years, you kinda don't connect anymore). I used to draw and paint all the time, when my first bout of remission occurred in 2020, I got so many drawings done, like over 50 in a single year but this year, by comparison, I have maybe 5 done.
I have fevers, mouth ulcers, joint pain, all the other fun stuff that rides along with Crohn's. My former significant other (split up due to multiple reasons) has actually come back partially to help with all this, but she summed it up best the other day "So this was all for nothing? You get a diagnosis and no help." I kinda died laughing when she said that, because it was true. I do feel a DEEP sense of liberation now that I have it, and I feel the weight taken off my shoulders, like, you ever be working outside and get caught in the rain, and you get soaked but keep working because you can't get anymore wet, that's how I feel. It's kinda liberating actually.
That's my tale, my history, in a nutshell. I am curious, if anyone has stuck it out and read my...thesis here, if you have experienced similar things? Is this common, for doctors to fight over you? Is this common to have them deny the test results? My PCP refuses the medications, the specialist said he'd consider them but if my main doc of over 12 years is so concerned, I am more inclined to believe and trust him than the doc I just met. Is all of this fairly normal? I have one friend who's on some medication that starts with an M, and he says he's not Crohn's sick anymore, but he has brittle bones now, and then I've heard some other horror stories around the net on how bad the medication is. My one friend actually got his dad's old medical books out and looked up medications and their side effects one night and he messaged me "Bro, you might wanna check the side effects out before anything." And some of them were comically bad.
Anyways, I guess I can leave a name, I go by Rudy.
So on July 7th 2017, I had my first ultra flare up, then they were pretty much once a week every week till April 2020. I went to school to be a historian, specifically sinologist, and that's why I have all these dates. I actually have a 19 page journal of dates, instances, records of things that happened, and here comes my first major complaint, the "specialist" I am seeing now, IGNORED my journal. He said he didn't care when it started, he wanted to know why I finally sought help. He got a surprise response.
So in 2018, every doctor at the time was convinced it was IBS (which I believe is a fictional trash diagnosis), and gastro department in my area turfed me to psychology. 3 psychiatrists from 2018 to 2020 tried to treat me, all of them recommending me back to gastro on the grounds of "you have a real problem and it's not psychological." In 2019, a doctor, new one, poisoned me more or less. She didn't read my chart and put me on a medication that's bad for you kidneys, and I've had kidney stones. So of course I got another one. Some higher up hospital official actually called me to apologize and admitted the doctor didn't read my chart, clearly, or she would have seen the red flag. Then we did another colonoscopy (my second one) in January 2020, and the doctor said nothing was wrong with me, I should never be sick again and I kicked everyone out of my room so I could cry in peace.
But then I went into remission, clearly, as I only got sick once or twice a year, with me getting sick only ONCE in 2021, and twice in 2022. However, in January 2023, I got sick, then got sicker, then get sicker, then did a little hospital trip, and then the specialist did like 8 tests, comes back "every test we do comes back positive for Crohn's, but I don't know what you have." And then he fights with the radiologist who certified the results as "Crohn's diagnosis of the small and large intestines." One of those tests was a surprise fluoroscopy, and it made me sicker than I have EVER been. I have asthma, and when I was 12, I got pneumonia and was in the hospital for a week, I was no where near as sick then as I was when I had the fluoroscopy. Hearing this, my PCP stepped in and put his foot down. I recorded his statement, as he said it to me, in my journal, it reads...
"They have their answers, I can see the tests, all Crohn's, they don't even have a differential diagnosis." He then added he didn't want me on any Crohn's medication because I work with the public and need my immune system, and he didn't want me on steroids because I'm on antidepressants as it is (unrelated to anything GI). So he then called the specialist and asked what my treatment plan was, and he said there was no treatment plan. So that's where I'm at. Took 6 years to get the diagnosis but now that I have it, all it does is make me like, shrug, at least I have an OFFICIAL excuse to why I miss work so often, why I can't eat in public, why I don't go out with my friends anymore (who I don't have anymore because like, when you've not seen them in 5+ years, you kinda don't connect anymore). I used to draw and paint all the time, when my first bout of remission occurred in 2020, I got so many drawings done, like over 50 in a single year but this year, by comparison, I have maybe 5 done.
I have fevers, mouth ulcers, joint pain, all the other fun stuff that rides along with Crohn's. My former significant other (split up due to multiple reasons) has actually come back partially to help with all this, but she summed it up best the other day "So this was all for nothing? You get a diagnosis and no help." I kinda died laughing when she said that, because it was true. I do feel a DEEP sense of liberation now that I have it, and I feel the weight taken off my shoulders, like, you ever be working outside and get caught in the rain, and you get soaked but keep working because you can't get anymore wet, that's how I feel. It's kinda liberating actually.
That's my tale, my history, in a nutshell. I am curious, if anyone has stuck it out and read my...thesis here, if you have experienced similar things? Is this common, for doctors to fight over you? Is this common to have them deny the test results? My PCP refuses the medications, the specialist said he'd consider them but if my main doc of over 12 years is so concerned, I am more inclined to believe and trust him than the doc I just met. Is all of this fairly normal? I have one friend who's on some medication that starts with an M, and he says he's not Crohn's sick anymore, but he has brittle bones now, and then I've heard some other horror stories around the net on how bad the medication is. My one friend actually got his dad's old medical books out and looked up medications and their side effects one night and he messaged me "Bro, you might wanna check the side effects out before anything." And some of them were comically bad.
Anyways, I guess I can leave a name, I go by Rudy.