Hey you guys! 🙂 Haven’t written in while. I have ALOT to update you all on. My life is taking a turn for the good and frankly I don’t know what I did to deserve such a perfect situation coming my way, I will write about my great news later in this post because I can’t hold it in anymore. Health wise I’ve been feeling phenomenal. I could use a little liposuction on my face, per usual of a semi-long dose of prednisone, but other than that I’m feeling great. Unlike the common complaint of a Crohnie, laxatives have been in my daily med regiment, and I mean twice daily. HELP! I am certainly not complaining, but looking 15 weeks pregnant due to being bound up isn’t the most attractive or comfortable thing. Miralax has been in almost every drink I consume (thank god it is tasteless) and Dulcolax every other night. Apple juice, apple juice, apple juice is all I drink. I feel like I am constantly prepping for a colonoscopy! I guess I am normally a constipated person when I’m not sick. Who woulda known. Here I am again, sitting here talking about poo. This is a normal conversation for me though. I never used to be able to do this, but like I said everyone poops, and if you’re grossed out right now stop reading. POOOP. I said it and I’ll say it over and over again. Now I am just comfortable enough to blurt it out the public via the internet. But the other night I went out for a drink and apps with my friend, lets just say I was on the toilet for hours that night in severe abdominal pain due to constipation. Never eat a lot when you’re bound up… Or you will regret it. I could’ve used a morphine button all night. I thought I was experiencing a blockage, but I wasn’t… Just a little, okay ALOT of hard poo. It was Terrible, with a capital T.
Well aside all that shit-talk, guess what?! I’m taking a huge step in the right direction in my life. I put in an application for an apartment! My own place! And he will rent to me! I find out tomorrow or Tuesday when I move in. Some people might call me crazy, spending the money and all that on a place down the street from my house, but it’s my life, and it’s what I want to do. A lot of people don’t know my story. I’ve never had the opportunity to live on my own, go away to school, or any of that because of my stomach. Having Crohn’s Disease is a constant battle of ups and downs. You never know what is going to happen. You could be perfectly fine one day and undergoing emergency surgery the next. And yes, that happens a lot to a lot of people with this disease. It keeps you out of work, school, and functioning in everyday life. Finding and keeping a sense of independence is hard with this disease. So, this is huge for me. After a few years of work and saving money, I am finally in a financially okay place to afford an apartment of my own. Yes, I might be surviving on spaghetti and Ragu, but that’s life. I want to grow up and have independence. What time is better than the present? None. I’m taking a leap of faith and doing it. Thankfully I have such a supportive mom that she is guiding me in the right direction. I’ve been looking around at different places here and there over the past couple years, but this couldn’t be a better fit for me! I can bring a dog with me, which is HUGE. That was a deal breaker at most places. The apartment complex is really safe and the landlord does an awesome job keeping it up. So, I find out tomorrow or Tuesday when I will be moving in! I’m so excited! I can’t wait to tell you guys more about it! It makes me a little nervous being on my own if I ever get sick, which will happen at some point I’m guessing. But, I am right down the street from my family which is great. And, I will deal with that when the time comes.
Well, still taking the Trazadone to sleep because of the prednisone, and I can feel it kicking in. I know that because I will start thinking and talking nonsense and I can’t really see straight hah. Man, does it work though. I wake up at a decent hour fully rested and ready to go. Gotta let it work though!
Sweet Dreams 🙂