Anyone with a chronic illness can vouch for me here. Sometimes, more often than not, you’ll make plans or put something off until you feel “better”.
There’s always the argument that you can’t just waste your life waiting, which is promptly followed by put your health first! I end up doing a little bit of both and it’s just left me frustrated.
I can’t tell you how many things I’ve missed out on because I didn’t feel well and wanted to put myself first. I also can’t count how many times I’ve made myself even sicker by doing something so I didn’t let life pass me by. No matter what you choose, part of you always gets the short end of the stick.
Well, hopefully things start to change here soon. I’m back in the hospital with another obstruction. I feel bad because this time Ashley got upset at school about it, however she’s now in sleepover heaven and “never wants to leave” haha, but still. I miss my monkey, I wish I was at home, but this time things might go a little differently.
So yeah, obstruction. Part 3 in 2015. Totally lame, it’s mostly caused by scar tissue at this point. After last month I went home and stuck to a low fiber or soft diet to make things easier on my insides. Both doctors (surgeon and gi) wanted to give Entyvio a chance to work before the big slice and dice.
So the second week out, I had what I think was a partial obstruction just from moving from soups to other foods. It passed though, although I figured out over the last weekend that I was on borrowed time. My stomach stayed acting up after eating fried eggs out of all things. By Tuesday, I knew I was pretty much screwed when lunch kicked my ass.
I had an MRI yesterday, while the good news is is that my fistula closed, the bad news is is that the scar tissue is so bad, nothing bigger than an eraser head on a pencil can get through.. on a good day. So I give.. surgery it is.
I’m tired of Crohns running my life. I was okay with having a couple of bad days a month but not being able to eat anything? To end up in the hospital more times in one 4 months than I do in a year? It’s impacting everything, my daughter (sadly, she’s almost used to it, which is almost worse, but she’s very helpful and sweet.), my relationship with Ry, my work, and quality of life. Enough is enough, slice and dice it is.. and bonus, I won’t lose time out of summer. I always hate being in the hospital when it’s warm out.
It’s really easy to get down on yourself when you’re sick. It can really make you feel like a burden on those around you, I know I really rely on a lot of people when I’m stuck in here. Jess really helps out with Noodle, which I’m eternally grateful for, Nood absolutely adores her. Given a chance I think she could spend forever there haha. I rely on my online friends to talk me out of the inevitable funk I fall into in the hospital. I rely on Ryan for pretty much everything else. Then of course my co-workers suffer. I feel like people will start to resent me but I’m thankful for the support net I have, however small. I don’t know what I’d do with out everyone.
Hopefully this surgery will really improve life, both my gi and surgeon think so. It should be just a basic bowel resection, and I’m meeting with my surgeon tomorrow to nail down whether it’s going to be next week or the week after. I’m going on steroids for a couple of days for sure, but we need to meet and talk about the pros and cons to waiting for steroids to work a bit or just jumping into it.
I’m just looking forward to getting some kind of normalcy back in my life. Wish me luck.