Well this is to all my cherry tap friends. I have been missing in action for a few weeks now and well rest assured it was nothing anyone on here did.
Well here goes......
It all started one year ago in May, I started loosing weight rapidly (and if you all have seen my pictures I am not that big anyways so to loose more weight was scary), I went from 120 lbs. to 97 lbs. in a matter of weeks. I started feeling really sick (thought I had the stomach flu or some other type of virus) and I could hardly get out of bed. Not thinking much of it I went about my busy life caring for my children, going to work and well just doing what I normally do with the exception of being in severe pain and feeling like my stomach was going to explode. This kept on for a week and finally on Saturday I went to work and by the time I was half way through my day, I could hardly move. I work close to a hospital so I called my huband and told him I was going to the emergency room and he met me up there. By the time I got their they wisked me away by wheelchair and put me in a room. The doctor came in and asked me (and this is were my anger set in) if I suffer from anxiety, are you kidding me??? I said yes I guess I do, I do not know one person that does not have anxiety-duh, We are all human. He said well I think you are having an anxiety attack, I said well damn when will it stop because it has been a week now...... He proceeded to exam me ( you all know the routine) and than he moved to my stomach he listened first and than started to push on it, that was it for me, I drew my fist back and he backed up! He said okay, okay, time for an IV and pain meds, I think we might have something going on in there.....once again, are you kidding me????? At this point I am more than a bit disturbed with him! He sends me for x-rays and comes back and says I have Colitis, I have no idea what that is so I start asking all kinds of questions. I sends me for a C-Scan and comes back and says that he has already spoke to my family physician and I need to go immediatly to a Gasteral Intestinal Doctor and for a Colonscopy! I am now thinking the worse I.E. Colan Cancer and he sends me home with meds. I skip work on Sunday and go to the Gasteral Doctor Monday morning. She examines me and sends me back to the hospital to be a direct admit. Well little did I know that when they send you back as a direct admit, you get put on any floor they have an opening, I got put on the Cancer floor so now I am thinking I have cancer. I spend the night and they do the Colonscopy that morning! Turns out I have what is called Ulceractive Colitis (85% of my colan was covered in ulcers)! What this is is basically my Immune System is attacking my colan, it thinks it is a forgein object. I immediatly got started on huge amount of meds. including a steriod, which is normally only taken for ten days, I had to take it for six months! I was taking 120 pills a week (this is more than a person with a heart condition). I started feeling better in some aspects, but worse in other ways. I gained weight rapidly (faster than a pregnant woman), turned red, started having aches and pains, I could no longer get out of bed without assistants, got migraines, and bone and muscle stiffiness and pains. I begged the doctor to take me off of the meds. but she just kept trying to reassure me that she could not and this in the long run is going to help me. I ended up back in the hospital in August for the same thing, but this time my blood pressure was extremely low and I ended up being dehydrated. In September I went back to the doctors and they started checking me for other things, Rumatoid Arthritis, etc... I now have Osteroprosis of the hip and spine do to taking the steriods for long period of time and now I am taking meds. for this also.
I finally got taken off of the steriods and was doing fine up until three weeks ago when my husband started noticing weight loss again and about a week after that I started getting sick again. I went back to the doctor's and my colitis is flaring up again so now I am back on the 120 pills a week. The condition I have is permanant and can lead to other conditions like Chrohn's Disease or even Colan Cancer. For now I am doing fine and hopefully they can get it back under control so I do not have to eventually have my Colan removed! I watch what I eat, take my pills everyday and pray. I do not let this get me down ( I became severally depressed) because I know that I can beat this! I keep my chin up and my family and friends are great support to all of this and have helped me through all of this. I love them dearly!
I am writing this so everyone whom is my friend understands that I am still around and I just had to get back on my feet again!
O-and to top it all off yesterday I went to the dentist and had to have a tooth removed (luckily it was a back tooth so you cannot even tell) and a filling put in because on top of everything else when you take so much medicine it tends to cause other health issues! For now I am keeping positive and will continue to go on with my life because as far as I am concerned I have a blessed life and when I feel like this is all starting to get me down, I remember that I do not have something that is not controllable and I know that I can beat this and I know that it could be worse. Feeling sorry for myself would only mean that I let this beat me and I refuse to be beat!
