First of all I’d like to thank everyone for the amazing waves of good thoughts and prayers everyone sent my way, not just yesterday, but throughout this whole ordeal.
Yesterday I underwent a colonoscopy in order to find out why I can’t eat or move around or be a normal person anymore. Or at least, be normal for me, a person with Crohn’s disease an an unnaturally large appetite for cheese and Star Trek. I assumed my Crohn’s meds needed to be updated as they haven’t changed a whole lot in the last ten years. That may be part of my problem, but it’s a bit more complicated than that. Yesterday they found I have severe inflammation and abscesses in my intestine. We’re waiting on the biopsies to come back from the lab for more information.
So what does this mean? Abscesses are pockets of infection that develop in the intestines of people with Crohn’s disease, people without Crohn’s disease, and I’m assuming any animal that has a colon. Unusually a small piece of matter–such as a nut or seed or part of a whole grain–gets stuck in the digestive tract and it becomes infected. This is called diverticulitis. The body responds in kind with white blood cells to attack the infection. The special thing about having an auto-immune disease like Crohns is that you don’t even have to have anything stuck in your intestines for the body to send massive amounts of white blood cells to an area it decides wasn’t on-brand with the rest of the colon. The body gives itself infections all over the place because it’s a goddamn overachiever.
The prep for the colonoscopy was just brutal, I mean brutal, because the last thing you need when you have severe inflammation is… more inflammation. It was terrible and I didn’t even have to drink that nasty drink that makes me barf everywhere. (Though I did barf with the pills because, hi there, I’m an overachiever.) After my procedure I was hoping to be turnt up and tweeting things I’d find hilarious later but sadly the so-called good drugs only made me tired, which is not a whole lot different from how I feel all the time anyway. THANKS, OBAMA.
The wonderful news is that I am on an antibiotic that I can actually take without needing to be hospitalized –a first in a while! (Give it time.) Also I am one step closer to realizing my dream of being a normal me who eats mostly normally and can function normally without having to nap or lay down 90% of the day and doesn’t feel like rotten garbage all the time. I might need surgery to get to the that point, but so be it. This is my life, I’m going to double down on it.
Again, your tweets and emails and comments have meant the world to me, and I can’t thank you enough. Anthony and my Mom have worked tirelessly to care for me and the family and I honestly don’t know what I’d do without them. As a friend said, my colon is an asshole, but you guys are fantastic.