Posted 7/5/2013 5:51 PM (GMT 0)
I am over a year into my current flare, which has unfortunately included not just Crohn's symptoms but also daily headaches and weekly migraines, the return of my arthritis, the development of GERD and asthma, a failed root canal requiring dental surgery (this week), a now 3+ month bout with significant constipation, three trips to urgent care, one late-night trip to the ER, and yet-to-be-diagnosed daily chest pain spanning 6+ months. Oh yeah, and I found out today from my pulmonologist (when looking at my CT scan) that I have scoliosis. I mean, seriously?
On the bright side, I also got married, finished my PhD, and started working as a professor during this time too. So it's not all bad... yes, that's my attempt to be more positive :)
But I am frustrated. Frustrated to tears. Just talking about what's going on inside my body with a doctor inevitably leads me to start getting misty eyed because with each passing day, it's harder for me to say that it can only get better from here. I was so spoiled with my Crohn's diagnosis--from my first GI visit to the confirmatory colonoscopy, it was six weeks. Now I feel like I have so many unanswered questions. What is up with this constipation and why am I experiencing it now after never having these symptoms before (I've already ruled out meds I'm taking)? Why are the meds not really helping? What is the cause of this chest pain? Why do I feel so horrible and run-down all the time but all my bloodwork comes back normal? This is *not* in my head. I am a rational person and I know what constitutes pain and abnormal fatigue and all these other things I'm going through.
I just hate not having any answers. The not knowing part is what is driving me crazy. That and the part where I get diagnosed with a new disease/condition every few months. One was plenty; I really didn't need all the extras.
I also really hate how much these illnesses affect my daily life. I haven't become house-bound, but it's become close enough. This week, I officially withdrew myself from participating in my first triathlon next month, which was very hard to do but was the right thing to do (as I cannot compete and there was a waitlist). I've had to stay at home numerous times while my husband took our son out to do things, which is hard to do even though my husband is very understanding.
It's just losing the control--I've always said I'm not going to let the disease control my life and it is--well, maybe not the Crohn's alone but my body as a whole certainly.
Every night when I'm laying in bed I try to tell myself tomorrow is going to be a good day and I'm going to wake up feeling great and not have any issues. I think it's one of the main things helping me from succumbing to the bitterness and sadness that accompany chronic illness. As frustrated as I am, I know how important it is to try and maintain a positive attitude. Boy is it hard to do so, especially when you feel like you're never going to get better, but that's what I'm working on right now. That, and kicking these darn diseases to the curb.
/end rant