Little did I know how my life was going to change, but 3 years ago this month was when I saw the first drops of blood on the tissue roll.
When I look by back, I realise how scared and stupid I was. I didn't do anything about it for weeks. I didn't have any pain or bouts of running to the toilet. There was just the ominous presents of blood. If I had have went to the doctors as soon as I noticed it would it have made a difference? I doubt it.
I actually feel sad about the life I used to have. Maybe I would have become more stressed out anyway as the kids get older and different pressures appear in life. Who is to know.
So here I am, 3 years later..still ploughing on each day and wondering what will happen next.
How I wish for the days when you could plan 6 months ahead without having to worrying about bowel movements......aaaahhhhhh those were the days.
I remember those days too. And I don't think doing anything sooner would have made a whole lot of difference. I look back and wonder how it could have been possible for me to be in a bad mood or upset about anything with such a perfect, clean bill of health. I guess you have to be unhealthy to know how wonderful being healthy is. Keep taking care of yourself. And we'll grab onto the neck of hope and flirt like we've never flirted before!
ReplyDeleteawww, I can relate. I am a reader and fellow sufferer. I long for my pre-UC days. I sometimes make deals with God, like, if you make me better I will never complain about being tired, ever again. :(
ReplyDeleteI did the same thing. But because I was only 14 and way too embarrassed to tell anyone I saw blood. Plus, I also didn't have pain or anything else. So I just ignored it.
ReplyDeleteI guess the thing is that it's only UC and we're still here...all kicking :D ....oh to get into remission though...I'm so bored of this 14 month flare-up :(
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