I'm new to this site and thought I would share my story and frustrations as I just had a colonoscopy today and am currently hating my life and this stupid disease.
I am 23 years old, I was diagnosed back in 2008 when I was 18 but my stomach pain started a year or even two before that. When I was 15 I went on several rounds of Accutane. I'm not saying it's their fault, however there's no family history of anything like this, immediate or otherwise.
I've had four colonoscopy's up to this point. I've had some traumatizing colonoscopy's in the past, so I tend to put them off until I can't bear it anymore. Two years ago it was at it's worst: the doctor immediately checked me into the hospital after my procedure, stating that after being able to make out more than 20 ulcers I was one of the worst cases he'd ever seen. I was there for three weeks, pumped full of steroids and put on a Clear Liquid Diet for three months. It was awful, I had a PIC line inserted in my arm and had to have TPN (which is this like GIANT bag of liquid nutrients through the IV).
Ultimately I was put on Remicade (which all my doctors have said "its a godsend! its a miracle drug really!) and it did help with the Crohn's symptoms. The stomach pain was practically gone and I went to the bathroom more regularly (although never completely normal, for sure). But soon I started getting sick all the time. Pneumonia, bronchitis, strep throat, sepsis, mercer, thrush, sinus infections, staph infections... suddenly they were saying I had ulcerative Colitis, very similar to Crohns. I started blowing up like a balloon during my infusion and once I fainted... so I said SCREW THIS went off Remicade and cancelled all my GI appointments. And life was good for 2 years! I was able to get a job because I wasn't at appointments always or too sick to get out of bed. Life was good.
Now here I am today. About three months ago the cramps started back up. Unimaginable how bad these cramps are (I'm sure some of you know). I have to run to the bathroom a dozen times a day. I wake up during the night every couple of hours from cramps and having to use the bathroom. I went from being 140 (big boobs, healthy glow, I looked GOOD) shriveled down to 113 today. No energy. Can't work, so no money. Embarassed to spend any real time with anyone because I can't go long without stinking up a bathroom. I'm anemic of course. Way elevated white blood cells. Depressed. Super depressed, guys....
It's so bad that I have to do something. They put me on Entocort today, which I actually have never had. But it's a corticol steroid so I know I'm going to be miserable on it. The Doc said she will put me on Humira instead of Remicade to see if it effects me better. But I don't feel good about it. I really hope that it works for me.
I'm scared to be honest. Scared that I have to rely on IV infusions for (probably) the rest of my life. Sometimes I just want to give up. Let my body just devour itself from the inside out. Even if this new treatment works, I'll have to find a job that will let me take all this ridiculous time off to go to the doctor. And what if it doesn't work? I feel like I'm a prisoner in my own body. I wonder what kind of man would want to pick someone like me to spend their life with and make babies with. I feel like no one understands how shitty this disease is. I feel judged by everyone, probably get called lazy or "oh that poor girl" because I can't get out of bed some days. Sometimes I think to myself that I should just let this disease win, it's natural selection right? Maybe I shouldn't be here.
OKOK, I'm over reacting. It has just been a bad past couple days with my stomach x-ray (with the gross Barium drink that my stomach couldn't process, puked all over the exam room because the stupid Radiologist was like "o your stomach won't empty? just keep drinking more, it has no where else to go" and after 2 hours with none going past my stomach (ileum??) just sending me home) taking place right before having to drink the stupid prep for the colonscopy. Then the stupid colonoscopy itself (the sedatives they give me just don't affect me good, I had to ask him to stop the procedure before he was done because the pain was too bad even after another dose) Just a longgg long illness, I'm sick of it.
I just want to curl up and sleep forever but I know I'll just be up in pain in a couple hours anyway.
I am 23 years old, I was diagnosed back in 2008 when I was 18 but my stomach pain started a year or even two before that. When I was 15 I went on several rounds of Accutane. I'm not saying it's their fault, however there's no family history of anything like this, immediate or otherwise.
I've had four colonoscopy's up to this point. I've had some traumatizing colonoscopy's in the past, so I tend to put them off until I can't bear it anymore. Two years ago it was at it's worst: the doctor immediately checked me into the hospital after my procedure, stating that after being able to make out more than 20 ulcers I was one of the worst cases he'd ever seen. I was there for three weeks, pumped full of steroids and put on a Clear Liquid Diet for three months. It was awful, I had a PIC line inserted in my arm and had to have TPN (which is this like GIANT bag of liquid nutrients through the IV).
Ultimately I was put on Remicade (which all my doctors have said "its a godsend! its a miracle drug really!) and it did help with the Crohn's symptoms. The stomach pain was practically gone and I went to the bathroom more regularly (although never completely normal, for sure). But soon I started getting sick all the time. Pneumonia, bronchitis, strep throat, sepsis, mercer, thrush, sinus infections, staph infections... suddenly they were saying I had ulcerative Colitis, very similar to Crohns. I started blowing up like a balloon during my infusion and once I fainted... so I said SCREW THIS went off Remicade and cancelled all my GI appointments. And life was good for 2 years! I was able to get a job because I wasn't at appointments always or too sick to get out of bed. Life was good.
Now here I am today. About three months ago the cramps started back up. Unimaginable how bad these cramps are (I'm sure some of you know). I have to run to the bathroom a dozen times a day. I wake up during the night every couple of hours from cramps and having to use the bathroom. I went from being 140 (big boobs, healthy glow, I looked GOOD) shriveled down to 113 today. No energy. Can't work, so no money. Embarassed to spend any real time with anyone because I can't go long without stinking up a bathroom. I'm anemic of course. Way elevated white blood cells. Depressed. Super depressed, guys....
It's so bad that I have to do something. They put me on Entocort today, which I actually have never had. But it's a corticol steroid so I know I'm going to be miserable on it. The Doc said she will put me on Humira instead of Remicade to see if it effects me better. But I don't feel good about it. I really hope that it works for me.
I'm scared to be honest. Scared that I have to rely on IV infusions for (probably) the rest of my life. Sometimes I just want to give up. Let my body just devour itself from the inside out. Even if this new treatment works, I'll have to find a job that will let me take all this ridiculous time off to go to the doctor. And what if it doesn't work? I feel like I'm a prisoner in my own body. I wonder what kind of man would want to pick someone like me to spend their life with and make babies with. I feel like no one understands how shitty this disease is. I feel judged by everyone, probably get called lazy or "oh that poor girl" because I can't get out of bed some days. Sometimes I think to myself that I should just let this disease win, it's natural selection right? Maybe I shouldn't be here.
OKOK, I'm over reacting. It has just been a bad past couple days with my stomach x-ray (with the gross Barium drink that my stomach couldn't process, puked all over the exam room because the stupid Radiologist was like "o your stomach won't empty? just keep drinking more, it has no where else to go" and after 2 hours with none going past my stomach (ileum??) just sending me home) taking place right before having to drink the stupid prep for the colonscopy. Then the stupid colonoscopy itself (the sedatives they give me just don't affect me good, I had to ask him to stop the procedure before he was done because the pain was too bad even after another dose) Just a longgg long illness, I'm sick of it.
I just want to curl up and sleep forever but I know I'll just be up in pain in a couple hours anyway.