I HATE this disease. I'm sick of tests, scary meds w/ yucky side effects and spending 1/2 my day in the bathroom. I haven't been eating very much at all lately, so last night I really wanted a piece of stuffed crust pepperoni pizza from PIzza Hut. I had 3 small pieces and about
10 minutes later ran to the bathroom and actually had a bit of an accident in my shorts and on the toilet seat. Then, I spent the rest of night w/ the most painful stomach cramps ever. I know you all understand what it feels like to have to go the bathroom RIGHT now. It just stinks. I feel like I can't even go out to eat or to friends houses sometimes. What would I do if I crapped my pants at someone elses house? No one understands what's wrong w/ me and it's hard to explain.
This weekend I got a rosary cross tattoo on my right shoulder. It is to help me find strength as I fight this disease and also bring me closer to the Lord. It is my first tat, and I really do feel comfort from it. Odd the things that help each of us I guess.