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Hey all
So I'm sort of having a moment. A couple weeks ago, I perforated and developed a fistula/abscess. I've got a pigtail drain in still and I'm waiting for surgery (about a foot of strictures that are likely scarring, etc.) in two weeks. I was at school in Toronto, last year of university, but my family lives in Boston. When I was discharged from the hospital up there, it was so I could come back to Boston with my family and speak to a surgeon/get things worked out here. I can't have surgery in Toronto because I have no family there and can't recover in icky student housing. I've had to defer a bunch of assignments and exams and the whole thing has been scary and stressful - this is my first real complication from Crohn's, and my first not-really-that-elective surgery.
Back in Toronto I had three roommates, all of whom I've known for years and all of whom know about my Crohn's and watched me get sicker and sicker all year and spend more and more time in my room, saw me in the hospital when I was freaking out. Because I won't be in town anymore this summer, a subletter for my room needs to be found. They know I left due to a medical emergency. They now refuse to post an ad for me on craigslist or really give me any kind of help in finding a sub letter, saying that the room is my legal obligation. How can I set up appointments for viewings when I'm down here and don't have their schedules? How can I take photos of a room 500 miles away? Not only is it not practical, I don't understand why they can't take ten minutes to help out a little bit, why they begrudge me it so strongly. It's like they think I'm jetting off to Europe and leaving them holding the bag or something. I didn't see this coming. I'm not the type to ask for special treatment because of my illness or anything, but I kind of thought that they would act like my friends...instead of telling me to see things from THEIR perspective: they are "stressed about papers."
I'm stressed about surgery! About what drug to go on after! About the state of my health long-term! I wish I were at the library writing a paper right now but as it is I can hardly spend a cumulative hour on my feet throughout the course of a day without being totally wiped by 9! Why are young people so horrible at dealing with other peoples' problems and exhibiting some kind of *empathy*??? Were they raised by wolves?? Have other people experienced this? I know that Crohn's, if anything, is a good medium by which to separate the wheat from the chaff but this is really blowing my mind, how horrible they're being. They're trying to bully me on this and everything, one of them laughed at me the other day when I said I felt they weren't trying to see things from my point of view. I'm glad my situation is funny to them? I know that this should be the last thing on my mind (my dad also looks like his cancer is relapsing - horrible time for my family) but I'm just so blown away. No wonder I get more and more misanthropic with each year.
So I'm sort of having a moment. A couple weeks ago, I perforated and developed a fistula/abscess. I've got a pigtail drain in still and I'm waiting for surgery (about a foot of strictures that are likely scarring, etc.) in two weeks. I was at school in Toronto, last year of university, but my family lives in Boston. When I was discharged from the hospital up there, it was so I could come back to Boston with my family and speak to a surgeon/get things worked out here. I can't have surgery in Toronto because I have no family there and can't recover in icky student housing. I've had to defer a bunch of assignments and exams and the whole thing has been scary and stressful - this is my first real complication from Crohn's, and my first not-really-that-elective surgery.
Back in Toronto I had three roommates, all of whom I've known for years and all of whom know about my Crohn's and watched me get sicker and sicker all year and spend more and more time in my room, saw me in the hospital when I was freaking out. Because I won't be in town anymore this summer, a subletter for my room needs to be found. They know I left due to a medical emergency. They now refuse to post an ad for me on craigslist or really give me any kind of help in finding a sub letter, saying that the room is my legal obligation. How can I set up appointments for viewings when I'm down here and don't have their schedules? How can I take photos of a room 500 miles away? Not only is it not practical, I don't understand why they can't take ten minutes to help out a little bit, why they begrudge me it so strongly. It's like they think I'm jetting off to Europe and leaving them holding the bag or something. I didn't see this coming. I'm not the type to ask for special treatment because of my illness or anything, but I kind of thought that they would act like my friends...instead of telling me to see things from THEIR perspective: they are "stressed about papers."
I'm stressed about surgery! About what drug to go on after! About the state of my health long-term! I wish I were at the library writing a paper right now but as it is I can hardly spend a cumulative hour on my feet throughout the course of a day without being totally wiped by 9! Why are young people so horrible at dealing with other peoples' problems and exhibiting some kind of *empathy*??? Were they raised by wolves?? Have other people experienced this? I know that Crohn's, if anything, is a good medium by which to separate the wheat from the chaff but this is really blowing my mind, how horrible they're being. They're trying to bully me on this and everything, one of them laughed at me the other day when I said I felt they weren't trying to see things from my point of view. I'm glad my situation is funny to them? I know that this should be the last thing on my mind (my dad also looks like his cancer is relapsing - horrible time for my family) but I'm just so blown away. No wonder I get more and more misanthropic with each year.