Hey everyone. First let me say to Lizbeth - I'm so sorry to hear that you are in the hospital! But yay for a diagnosis, hopefully this will get you on the right track.
I had quite a bizarre experience. Everyone with a chronic illness or disease can probably relate. We went out for Halloween Saturday night in Eau Claire. I was dressed as a pirate. The sleeves of the dress were off-the-shoulder. My "brain tumor survivor" tattoo was showing. why not? Tats and pirates go together! These two guys were standing a little ways away from me. One of them asked me, "is that a real tattoo?" I said yes, and they came closer to look at it. When they read it, the first guy said, "is that legit?" (As if someone would get a brain tumor tattoo just for fun?) I said yes. He says, "Oh my gosh. I don't know what to say now, I was going to hit on you!' Then there was an awkward silence. His friend says, "Dude, really?" Then the first guy says, "I'm just going to walk away now." Seriously? I know you can't tell by looking at me that I have brain cancer (especially since I have all my hair), so I know it's easy to assume I"m healthy like everyone else. I guess it was really just a lesson in not making assumptions about the people around you; just because you can't tell by looking at them that there's anything going wrong in their lives, it's quite possible. In truth, everyone's life has some difficulty in it and we should treat the people we meet with dignity and respect. That guy could really have made the entire situation much more comfortable just by saying, "I'm sorry to hear that." and then just talking to me. By acting the way he did, he made me feel as if my cancer were something to be ashamed of, or that it was dirty or contagious or something. I was worth hitting on when I seemed normal, but not once he found out there was something wrong with me? I kind of wanted to be mean and say, "As if you could hit on me anyway!" but I didn't. I just let him walk away. Since I have a husband who loves me, who needs some stranger? Anyway, just thought I'd share, because having a chronic stomach condition is really no different. HOw would someone know just by looking at any of us that we struggle to eat and with pain and everything else?
I had quite a bizarre experience. Everyone with a chronic illness or disease can probably relate. We went out for Halloween Saturday night in Eau Claire. I was dressed as a pirate. The sleeves of the dress were off-the-shoulder. My "brain tumor survivor" tattoo was showing. why not? Tats and pirates go together! These two guys were standing a little ways away from me. One of them asked me, "is that a real tattoo?" I said yes, and they came closer to look at it. When they read it, the first guy said, "is that legit?" (As if someone would get a brain tumor tattoo just for fun?) I said yes. He says, "Oh my gosh. I don't know what to say now, I was going to hit on you!' Then there was an awkward silence. His friend says, "Dude, really?" Then the first guy says, "I'm just going to walk away now." Seriously? I know you can't tell by looking at me that I have brain cancer (especially since I have all my hair), so I know it's easy to assume I"m healthy like everyone else. I guess it was really just a lesson in not making assumptions about the people around you; just because you can't tell by looking at them that there's anything going wrong in their lives, it's quite possible. In truth, everyone's life has some difficulty in it and we should treat the people we meet with dignity and respect. That guy could really have made the entire situation much more comfortable just by saying, "I'm sorry to hear that." and then just talking to me. By acting the way he did, he made me feel as if my cancer were something to be ashamed of, or that it was dirty or contagious or something. I was worth hitting on when I seemed normal, but not once he found out there was something wrong with me? I kind of wanted to be mean and say, "As if you could hit on me anyway!" but I didn't. I just let him walk away. Since I have a husband who loves me, who needs some stranger? Anyway, just thought I'd share, because having a chronic stomach condition is really no different. HOw would someone know just by looking at any of us that we struggle to eat and with pain and everything else?