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My name is Chad, I am 23 years old and I feel like my life is over. I have a lot to say, and if you have the time, god bless you and any help you can give me, because even as I write this I am in tears over the pain I go through each day.
I've been reading this forum for a little while now, and your stories have been incredible. I don't know how some of you can get through this, I don't know how I've been getting through this. I've been in the hospital four times. I was just recently in the hospital for about a month due to extreme pains to the point where I could barely breathe. When I was in the hospital I felt like I was tortured. I had numerous scans and procedures done to me, was being fed through a tube through a Pic line that went through my arm to my heart. One day in the hospital the Pic line got too close to my heart and they had to shock my heart back to rhythm and put me on the cardiac floor. There I was with tubes all hanging out of me, a heart monitor, a tube that went through my backside to a spot near my intestines to drain a pocket of puss they found on the scan from an infection, a tube down my throat and celebrating my 23rd birthday. Being fed through that and not eating for weeks still didn't get rid of the inflammation and pain. My white blood cell count was at 22. Finally, after numerous visits from the doctors and surgeons there at Mission Hospital in Mission Viejo, they decided I needed surgery right away, which is what I had done the day after turning 23 there at the hospital.
They did an Illeostomy, and removed about 20 inches of intestine and now I have "the bag" which hangs off my stomach. The first week out of the hospital and at home I felt like I was in shock and was traumatized due to my experiences. I was so scared just looking down at my stomach seeing all these staples and incisions, and having everything I ate or drank go into this bag that I had to empty which seemed like every hour at first. In about 2 months I am hoping to have it reversed so I don't have the bag anymore.
Where did this nightmare all begin?
I started feeling my stomach pains early this year, and for a while had noticed blood in my stool which after numerous doctors visits they thought it was just hemeroids. I have been on Enbrel since I was 19 because I have Ankylosing Spondylitis, which is pretty much Arthritis, which badly affects my back and the rest of my joints. So, early this year I was hospitalized for 6 days, got a colonoscopy a they told me it was so scarred up that they couldn't even get into my small intestine. They came to the conclusion that it was Crohn's, and since then I have been having intense flare ups every day.
I have been on the following medications:
Prednisone (high doses)
6MP
Enbrel 50mg
Encort EC
Pentasa (8 pills a day)
and a few different antibiotics that I can think of.
I just got out of the hospital again on Sunday, so even after my surgery and my large intestine being disconnected I am still having some pain. I just had another CT scan today, had to drink that contrast stuff again and also get the contrast through an IV. All I can say is that this has all been a nightmare. I was admitted to the hospital on my moms birthday and didn't even get to visit her at the cemetary. She died when I was 18 from Pulmonary Fibrosis and my father is battling Multiple Sclerosis. All I want to do is live a normal healthy life and get this under control, but it seems like there is no end. I want to get married and start a family one day. I want to live a good life. Right now I feel like I am living a nightmare, I feel like I am losing my mind from all the pain and suffering I have had to go through recently. I pray and I pray and I try to stay positive. There's a lot more to my story, but I feel I've written enough for anyone to ready write now. I have lots of questions and need lots of advice, I will post more shortly. If anyone out there takes the time to read this, thank you so much, it means everything to me.
If anyone can say a prayer for me, give me advice, anything, it would mean the world to me. I don't know what else to do. Thank you for your time. God bless you.
Chad
I've been reading this forum for a little while now, and your stories have been incredible. I don't know how some of you can get through this, I don't know how I've been getting through this. I've been in the hospital four times. I was just recently in the hospital for about a month due to extreme pains to the point where I could barely breathe. When I was in the hospital I felt like I was tortured. I had numerous scans and procedures done to me, was being fed through a tube through a Pic line that went through my arm to my heart. One day in the hospital the Pic line got too close to my heart and they had to shock my heart back to rhythm and put me on the cardiac floor. There I was with tubes all hanging out of me, a heart monitor, a tube that went through my backside to a spot near my intestines to drain a pocket of puss they found on the scan from an infection, a tube down my throat and celebrating my 23rd birthday. Being fed through that and not eating for weeks still didn't get rid of the inflammation and pain. My white blood cell count was at 22. Finally, after numerous visits from the doctors and surgeons there at Mission Hospital in Mission Viejo, they decided I needed surgery right away, which is what I had done the day after turning 23 there at the hospital.
They did an Illeostomy, and removed about 20 inches of intestine and now I have "the bag" which hangs off my stomach. The first week out of the hospital and at home I felt like I was in shock and was traumatized due to my experiences. I was so scared just looking down at my stomach seeing all these staples and incisions, and having everything I ate or drank go into this bag that I had to empty which seemed like every hour at first. In about 2 months I am hoping to have it reversed so I don't have the bag anymore.
Where did this nightmare all begin?
I started feeling my stomach pains early this year, and for a while had noticed blood in my stool which after numerous doctors visits they thought it was just hemeroids. I have been on Enbrel since I was 19 because I have Ankylosing Spondylitis, which is pretty much Arthritis, which badly affects my back and the rest of my joints. So, early this year I was hospitalized for 6 days, got a colonoscopy a they told me it was so scarred up that they couldn't even get into my small intestine. They came to the conclusion that it was Crohn's, and since then I have been having intense flare ups every day.
I have been on the following medications:
Prednisone (high doses)
6MP
Enbrel 50mg
Encort EC
Pentasa (8 pills a day)
and a few different antibiotics that I can think of.
I just got out of the hospital again on Sunday, so even after my surgery and my large intestine being disconnected I am still having some pain. I just had another CT scan today, had to drink that contrast stuff again and also get the contrast through an IV. All I can say is that this has all been a nightmare. I was admitted to the hospital on my moms birthday and didn't even get to visit her at the cemetary. She died when I was 18 from Pulmonary Fibrosis and my father is battling Multiple Sclerosis. All I want to do is live a normal healthy life and get this under control, but it seems like there is no end. I want to get married and start a family one day. I want to live a good life. Right now I feel like I am living a nightmare, I feel like I am losing my mind from all the pain and suffering I have had to go through recently. I pray and I pray and I try to stay positive. There's a lot more to my story, but I feel I've written enough for anyone to ready write now. I have lots of questions and need lots of advice, I will post more shortly. If anyone out there takes the time to read this, thank you so much, it means everything to me.
If anyone can say a prayer for me, give me advice, anything, it would mean the world to me. I don't know what else to do. Thank you for your time. God bless you.
Chad