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:kello:Hi everyone. First of all I must say it is so interesting to click through the different threads and see what everyone is up to. I'm so glad ya'll are here and I'm trying to read the different posts and get to know some of you a little better, but I confuse so easy lately and have trouble remembering things and there are soooo many wonderful people here. Plus I'm still trying to learn some of the site navigation. So please bare with me if I get you confused with someone else. I'm trying really hard. With that said .........
I spent last night curled in a ball, contemplating ER. My symptoms are more constipation and severe pain for a few days followed by diarreah for a little while, then back to constipation and pain. Thankfully I survived and feeling a little better today. Tomorrow will probably be toilet day. oo: I have been so careful about what I eat so I didn't understand why the pain was so bad. The nurse firmly explained to limit my activities. I don't feel like I'm over-doing anything, but I don't sit still much either. My nurse explained that since I've been in remission for so long and my last attack when I was officially diagnosed was not this bad and that I need to understand how serious this really is. I know it's very serious, but I'm still learning about the disease and my symptoms. And if I'm not in pain, I think I'm okay. I'm going to ask the doctor next week if I can see some comparison pictures from my tests. Maybe that will help me understand a little better.
The doctor told me a couple of weeks ago to stay out of the heat and limit activities. I live in Florida, it's July, so if I open my front door there's heat. My mom had 2 doctor's appointments this week and I had one, plus my niece graduated Tuesday night and we had the family here before the graduation. I went to the store to buy a sandwich ring and chips. So, I've been out of the house everyday this week. Except today. And now I'm getting ready to ride with my daughter to deliver a kitten to my niece that just graduated.
Since I'm writing a novel - here's that story- while in the hospital, a cat:cat: had 4 kittens under my house. With the help of a local animal program, we trapped them and got them spayed/neutered and put them back in my yard. I tamed them enough to put them in a back room and they are now getting homes. One was adopted by a lady at the shelter, 2 went to a new home last night, so this is the last one. It will be easier to deliver this one than to keep taking care of it. They can't pick it up until next week. I wish I could get paid to work with strays. It would be so cool......
Back to topic:
Bottom line is, I need to stop going everywhere and doing everything. My house is cleaner now than it's been in a long time, and there is still so much to do. I have a hard time looking at stuff and not taking care of it. My father-in-law moved in with us in January and passed away in March. We spent February cleaning out the place where dad lived, bringing half the stuff to our house. Mom passed away 12 years ago and a lot of her stuff was still in the house, so it was a very emotional time and a lot of stuff. My first visit to the hospital was in April so we still have not "un-packed" everything we brought from dad's. My husband was just diagnosed with major depression 2 months ago (can't imagine why) so we've been dealing with that, too.
With so much going on in my life, having a flare is very frustrating to say the least. Okay, I just figured this out. :ywow: Maybe all this stuff is what started this flare. I can be slow sometimes. :ybatty: I know this is a long post, and I'm sorry. I'm bored. If any of you take the time to read this let me know if I should have posted this somewhere else. I friend of mine said since my life is so much drama and I type so fast, I should start a blog and write stories. I don't know how to start a blog, but I think I'll learn and then I'll keep my posts here shorter.
Thanks for letting me chat. I hope someone will let me know if long posts like this are frowned upon. I won't do it again. Whether anyone reads it or not, it felt good just putting it out there. I could keep going, but this is long enough already. I hope this hasn't been to :boring:
If anyone feels like commenting on any portion of this, I welcome any and all comments. Even if you only read one sentence and want to say something, or glance at it and tell me it's too much. I just like any kind of feedback, good and bad, about Crohn's, cats, my life, you get the idea.
I spent last night curled in a ball, contemplating ER. My symptoms are more constipation and severe pain for a few days followed by diarreah for a little while, then back to constipation and pain. Thankfully I survived and feeling a little better today. Tomorrow will probably be toilet day. oo: I have been so careful about what I eat so I didn't understand why the pain was so bad. The nurse firmly explained to limit my activities. I don't feel like I'm over-doing anything, but I don't sit still much either. My nurse explained that since I've been in remission for so long and my last attack when I was officially diagnosed was not this bad and that I need to understand how serious this really is. I know it's very serious, but I'm still learning about the disease and my symptoms. And if I'm not in pain, I think I'm okay. I'm going to ask the doctor next week if I can see some comparison pictures from my tests. Maybe that will help me understand a little better.
The doctor told me a couple of weeks ago to stay out of the heat and limit activities. I live in Florida, it's July, so if I open my front door there's heat. My mom had 2 doctor's appointments this week and I had one, plus my niece graduated Tuesday night and we had the family here before the graduation. I went to the store to buy a sandwich ring and chips. So, I've been out of the house everyday this week. Except today. And now I'm getting ready to ride with my daughter to deliver a kitten to my niece that just graduated.
Since I'm writing a novel - here's that story- while in the hospital, a cat:cat: had 4 kittens under my house. With the help of a local animal program, we trapped them and got them spayed/neutered and put them back in my yard. I tamed them enough to put them in a back room and they are now getting homes. One was adopted by a lady at the shelter, 2 went to a new home last night, so this is the last one. It will be easier to deliver this one than to keep taking care of it. They can't pick it up until next week. I wish I could get paid to work with strays. It would be so cool......
Back to topic:
Bottom line is, I need to stop going everywhere and doing everything. My house is cleaner now than it's been in a long time, and there is still so much to do. I have a hard time looking at stuff and not taking care of it. My father-in-law moved in with us in January and passed away in March. We spent February cleaning out the place where dad lived, bringing half the stuff to our house. Mom passed away 12 years ago and a lot of her stuff was still in the house, so it was a very emotional time and a lot of stuff. My first visit to the hospital was in April so we still have not "un-packed" everything we brought from dad's. My husband was just diagnosed with major depression 2 months ago (can't imagine why) so we've been dealing with that, too.
With so much going on in my life, having a flare is very frustrating to say the least. Okay, I just figured this out. :ywow: Maybe all this stuff is what started this flare. I can be slow sometimes. :ybatty: I know this is a long post, and I'm sorry. I'm bored. If any of you take the time to read this let me know if I should have posted this somewhere else. I friend of mine said since my life is so much drama and I type so fast, I should start a blog and write stories. I don't know how to start a blog, but I think I'll learn and then I'll keep my posts here shorter.
Thanks for letting me chat. I hope someone will let me know if long posts like this are frowned upon. I won't do it again. Whether anyone reads it or not, it felt good just putting it out there. I could keep going, but this is long enough already. I hope this hasn't been to :boring:
If anyone feels like commenting on any portion of this, I welcome any and all comments. Even if you only read one sentence and want to say something, or glance at it and tell me it's too much. I just like any kind of feedback, good and bad, about Crohn's, cats, my life, you get the idea.