After reading Flowery's post about
getting disability and the hearing of the difficulty so many of you have had, I have been thinking ALOT. I am currently considered to be in remission. Does this mean that I feel great all the time and can easily get on with my life, NO!! I have had two resections, and because of these resections life is really different for me. These resections have caused me to suffer alot of mechanical issues, basically I just don't digest things the same anymore and my guts are now extremely delicate. I have also had a least 8-9 other surgeries for other issues, most of them being connected to the damage Crohns has done to my body.
Don't get me wrong, I know others are much sicker than I am, but I am really tired of being strong. Everyday when I wake up the first thing I have to do is take a anti-nausea med along with part of my pain pill just to get started. I also, suffer with alot of joint pain. (Osteoarthritis & Fibro) I wake up everyday feeling various levels of crappy. Some days are better than others, but more often than not it is an exercise of telling myself "okay you can do it". I always have to spend at least 15-20 minutes in the bathroom which leaves me a little shaky afterwards. I go and sit on the bed in our spare bedroom and put on a heating pad on my gut while I do my makeup. I usually will allow myself 20-30 minutes to do the makeup and try to calm the guts down. I get dressed and take the rest of medications and the rest of my pain meds and out the door I go, also with the heating pad on my gut until I get to the office.
I really like my job and love the people I work with/for. Everyone pretty much knows my history and most are very understanding, but I am sure they don't want to hear how crappy I am feeling. But I am so tired of sitting at my desk for 8 hours a day trying to ignore the fact most days that I feel like crap and keeping a smile on my face. I am very careful with my diet and almost always eat the same thing everyday in order to keep myself feeling well enough to at least fake I am feeling well enough. Hope that makes sense:) Its not only the guts that are a problem. Because if the guts aren't giving me grief, then its my joints causing me grief. And then there is the need for two knee replacements that need to be done too. Keep putting that off, because I really can't deal with anything else right now. So as you can see, if its not one thing its another. And then there are all the supplements that might be helpful, but of course because of my sensitive gut I can't tolerate those either.
I am not depressed, just sick of being sick. Its just that after over 30 some odd years with this disease , it gets to you after a while. My friends realize how miserable I am, but bless their hearts they always say, "Can't you just go on disability? Surely, you are sick enough for it." They are right, I probably really should be on disability. But they just don't understand how hard it is for us to get it. You have to be just about dead before you can get it. And tell you the truth, I just don't have to the energy to fight and jump thru all the hoops with the Social Security department. Just trying to put one foot in front of the other everyday takes all the energy I have left to spare. I even mentioned my being tired of fighting the illness with my family doc recently, and he said well if you retired, you would probably be bored in no time. Maybe, but I sure wouldnt have to push thru feeling like crap, and could lay down and rest when I needed to. As soon as I get home everyday, its almost always to the couch with my heating pad, taking a nap before I go to bed. Poor husband hardly gets the attention he so deserves. But he sooooooo understands and is so supportive. I am thankful for that goodness in my life.
I am not sure if I am looking for advice or not, maybe just needed to vent with those who truly understand. I am just really tired of being forced to push thru my illness, put a smile on my face, and act as if all is perfect. It just seems as if everyday has some pain or discomfort in it. Thanks for reading this and thanks for letting me vent.
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Gail*Nanners*