Well, this flare started back in November of 2011, fistulas were showing serious infection and aggrevation. Dr. Finally discontinued Humira, and well here I am almost two months no Humira, Prednisone to keep inflammation down, a thin 115lbs, at 5'5" i look gangly and sickly, I am self conscious of the flabby saggy skin, and well the BM's are at their worst. Sometimes 5 an hour, a consistency of snot and mucous. That is if I haven't eaten for a day or two. Then I eat because I AM SOOO HUNGRY, and it's like trying spasms, and crying, and praying it will be over soon, my legs hurt, from the lower back into my hips, and thighs, light headed and dizzy, weak and tired. Yet I manage to plug along. I am wish I could wave a magik wand. My three kids suffer, I am afraid to leave the house, so it's quick trips mentally checking off the bathrooms at friends homes, and gas stations along the way. The partner works long 12 hour days, and picks up what slack there is, I am a trooper, so there is not much. But the guilt, the embarrassment, the accidents, the pain, the depression, IT's THE SHITs with no giggles!!!!!!! I don't sleep at night, the oopsies send me running to hang out on the toilet or sleep in the bathroom on the floor. This damn study medication I pray works, I pray that this damn disease goes away, I am tired of the drugs, the soiled panties, the family that is affected, I am tired of people thinking I am on street drugs ( that one was RICH???) I am tired of Crohns and I hate you Crohn's disease at this moment:kissgrits::kissgrits: there is no alternative view that can make me laugh, there is no being optimistic, I hate you Crohn's because you are screwing with my head and for the first time in a long time winning. Fock off and go to hell Crohn's Disease. Today I refuse to accept you as a blip on the radar, today if I could I would wash my hands of you and never look back.