Excuse my French, but today was that kinda day. The past few days I haven’t been feeling that well at all. Been going to the bathroom a lot and lost all fight in me for a second when I looked down in the toilet (after sprinting out of my microbiology lab) and saw blood… Like wtf. Can we catch a break sometimes?! Like longer than a month in the past ten years! Blood and mucus and literally running to the bathroom with every bite of food I’d eat. I tried to eat a lot of calories tonight even though it wasn’t the healthiest food choices I do not want to put myself in the position of losing a lot of weight. I’m hoping this will resolve itself without any medication but that’s usually not the case. I feel like this happens so often I mention it to friends or anyone and they just completely disregard it, and ignore it. It makes the battle even harder, I’m sure my Crohnie’s know what I’m talking about. Again, I never look for sympathy but it does make a difference, you might even make someone’s day better just a simple “feel better” or something. I know people around me get sick or annoyed when I talk about it a lot or say “I don’t feel good” a lot. But I don’t make this stuff up… I get sick of being sick. And the hardest part of it all is I take such good care of my body. Exercising, eating healthy, rest. And it doesn’t even matter.
It seems like it’s never going to end. Well I guess in reality it isn’t hah. I’ve definitely already accepted that but some days are much, much harder than others. It’s the unpredictable nature of the disease that’s the worst and I believe a hard concept for others to grasp. I mean I didn’t feel that great but I was still able to bust my butt yesterday at the gym and today walking to and from class was difficult. I either had severe lower abdominal pain or panic that I wasn’t close enough to the bathroom.
Actually something interesting happened the other day. In Anatomy Lab we were testing our hematocrit levels and my professor was describing how the buffer after separation (WBC’s and platelets) should be so small, to the naked eye it’s non-existent. Well, I saw mine.. Pretty damn clear too. This actually explains a lot. I could be having a huge flare and my blood work never shows much at all except for elevated WBCs. Woohoo thanks for the heads up A&P! -__-
Well getting words out and writing definitely helps turn my thought process around but I’m still frustrated as hell. Especially when I’d like to go out with my friends this weekend but I know if I push myself and even have one drink that’s a totally and completely horrible idea. Oh well, l guess life never gives us battles that we’re not strong enough to fight.