So, for the past year I've been consumed by my illnesses, being hospitalized, not working, meds, the pain, etc. that I actually took a break from it all this past month--I took a break from the internet, told my friends to talk about anything else than my health, kept my stress level as low as I could get it, went out more w/friends when I felt I was having a good day, started an exercise program, taking all the pills, potions, and spells I have been advised to take aaaaaaaaaand I'm starting to FLARE!!!!!! Yes, folks, it's happening---AGAIN. O.k., I'm not on a ledge looking down and thinking, but I AM TIRED. This is totally rhetorical, but, what does one have to do; what did I do in a past life to deserve this; how long can someone feel bad day in and day out without "giving up"; what does this all mean, I'm I suppose to learn some kind of lesson here; am I suppose to write a memoir and go on Oprah? Oh, how I miss the days when I didn't have to put enless pills down my throat and medication up my anus (oh the humiliation, you proctofoam people know what I mean, could they have made the applicator any smaller?). I miss eating without thought, I'm not talking cheeseburgers here, I'm talking about just eating a potato and wondering, hummm, is this going to hurt? I could go on, but my point has been made--vent.
Dx Ulcerative Colitis 1999; IBS; CP: Asacol x3 x3/day, Rowasa, Proctofoam, Prilosec, Bentyl, Prozac, Endocet (as needed), multi vit, probiotic, fish oil caps x2/day, calcium 1200 mg./day, Prednisone (off/on, unfortunately).