So basically after nearly a year I decided to join a forum (after reading nanner's post I decided that this was a good one). I am a 23yr male and was diagnosed late last year with Crohn's although I was thick-headed about it and had the OBVIOUS symptoms of it for probably 2 years prior and had Dr.'s brush it off as IBS or as an elaborate scheme to get pain pills (emergency room visits that my parents dragged me to when I could barely move lol, and yes being a young male sucks as every Dr. seems to think you want "the good pills"). I look back at the beginning of 2008 when I began my new job at Scott's Lawn Service (I lost my previous job due to too many sick days surprise) the first 3 months were relatively easy as it was mostly sales (hard enough for me with my anxiety problems caused me to stutter on the phone but, I still managed to beat out nearly everyone else) then came the hard part production, this is where you push a 100lb spreader across a lawn in 100 degree weather (I also live in TN and we have hills so bad that we charge more for a lawn and call it the **** factor). As you can imagine this nearly killed me on a daily basis, having to stop 5+ times a day to use the restroom didn't help either but, I did it anyway without missing a single day (I look back and laugh at this 70hr+ work week thinking I have it bad now). After about 4 months of this and 2 really bad sprained ankles (hills will make you fall too) my body just gave up and I couldn't move let alone get out of bed, emergency room later that day after I fell in the bathroom. The Dr. gave me bentyl for my stomach pain and celebrex for everything else (he even went to my parents and asked if i had a history of drug use as I couldn't possibly be in so much pain), I took a week off of work as I could still barely move and started to worry if something was really wrong with me. 3 weeks more of the same job and I was just getting worse and worse and I finally quit one day when I just couldn't move or get out of bed. It sucked I had to move back home and my GF was really mad at me for quitting. A month goes by and my parents are threatening me to get a job or live on the streets all the while I'm in so much pain I can hardly see straight. I get some b.s job and after a week quit because my body now won't even give me the energy to do anything for 8 hours. My mom finally thinks there might be something wrong with me one day after seeing me without my shirt on, we go to a different Dr. and he says "try no gluten for 1 month" wow did that not work. Finally I get a double scope, and they tell me its Crohn's disease, I was so happy you have no idea (no sarcasm). So finally I have the support of my parents and friends, then a month later my GF of 3 years breaks up with me (by myspace email wow) because "she doesn't want to be with somebody that can't hold a steady job", that still hurts to this day, so if you have a significant other that supports you LOVE them all you possibly can and appreciate every minute of it. So I finally start a couple meds eventually remmicade and finally pain pills (I cried the night I got them because I forgot what it was like to not be in such pain). Time passes little improvement second scopes, "healing slowly" they say. During this time I realize I may never be the same again. Fast forward to my last treatment get an x-ray I got feces larger than my lung blocked up, wow at the abdomen pains that night. My Dr. also says that I should be in full remission right now too (based on my last scopes done several months ago) and that my pain should be minimal and slashes my pain medication by 2/3s (young males apparently can't take pain meds for pain lol). So for the past 2 weeks I feel like I've gone back a year in time, everything hurts really bad (just unbearable pain all day G.I and joints, it even wakes me up at night) I have to go back to my "safe foods" for a small reduction in pain, I've quit working out (push-ups, yoga, etc.) because my body won't let me. I've lost more weight than the last 2 months combined already (I've gone from 175 under 10% bodyfat to now 120 and I'm 5'8). Is this a normal part of the healing process? Like a "suck month" where my body re-adapts or does this sound different? Anyways thanks for reading my long story which was supposed to be shorter but, I kinda got carried away but w/e. I look forward to being a part of this forum, thanks again.