A Writer's Life Interrupted #crohns #uc #ibd

What if is the biggest question in my life. 

What if I don't make it to the bathroom in time?

What if my stomach starts making weird noises in front of other people?

What if I am so tired I can't make it through the day? 

What if I make a mistake at work during a brain dead day? 

What if I spend more time in the bathroom than I do at my desk? 

What if I break out in a weird rash?

What if another infection starts? Will this one kill me?

Crohn's sucks and even when #Crohn's retreats for awhile you still have symptoms. The what ifs stay with you and the specter of PTSD is always there. Waiting. Lurking. Conspiring with your body to SURPRISE you!

To survive Crohn's you need a sense of humor. At least that is my motto. I don't mean to play down the seriousness of Crohn's disease and Ulcerative Colitis. Both are life changing conditions that you get to live with your entire life. But it does help if you can laugh at yourself. 

Problem 1

The restroom at work does nothing to mask noise. I turn on the fan, run the water, flush and still, eh, what's gonna happen is going to happen. Yesterday was a bad gas day. Not for any particular reason though it might have been the creamer in my coffee, no matter, it was still bad and yes, it happened when there were clients in the office. I looked at the ceiling in the bathroom knowing that I'd just shared one of my most innermost secrets with the entire office. I realized I could leave and pretend nothing happened which is what I did, but it wouldn't change anything. In my office nothing is secret. Of course, no one said anything which was nice, but still, this is my life. 

On that note, I started thinking about all the other crohnies out there that face my difficulties in public places. Good God I hate restrooms with stalls. I was hoping the LBGTQ community would INSIST that stalls be done away with and family restrooms would take over the dreaded stalls. No such luck, yet. In any case, having a Crohn's flare in a public restroom is bad. The last time it happened people went running out the doors with their noses pinched and ears plugged. Really, it can sound like a war going on. 

Just kidding, but not about the war part. 

Sometimes I have to remind myself to laugh. On that note, I will share with you some memes I found on the web that made me laugh out loud. Especially the prednisone one. 

LOVE IT! And lastly for courage...

God bless and have a great weekend