Crohns

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The One with Alot of Swearing

I am at an en passe. I hate that needle with a passion. Yesterday, I spent the afternoon giving blood at the hospital for my upcoming clinic appointment with my GI. That was simple. Not even the sharp scratch I usual feel, nothing. Took two vials of my blood and sent on my way. Today, Humira time! I’ve done that…

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Trusting your gut(s)

There is a certain belief that ‘too much thinking leads to bad choices’. And that there is something to be said for trusting your instincts. To follow that gut feeling about a situation. In fact, some go as far to say that trusting your gut is ‘to be a man’. It is a very common turn of phrase to use…

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Another.. second Thursday?!

It feels like forever since my last injection of Humira, but it was only two weeks ago. Alot has happened in two weeks… So, I almost forgot the date and day and that it was indeed time for some more lovely Anti TNF medication. If you’ve been following me through the Humira experience, you’ll know that the last couple of…

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Quirky, non?

It was about a month ago that a friend posted a tweet about her nicknamed guts. It was the weekend before my 6 months anniversary and I thought this was a fantastic idea. It would pretty funny, no? So me and one of my closest friends had a lengthy discussion one night about a name for my guts. We tried…

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This is a constant conversation I have.

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Humira Thuuuuursssdddaaaaayyyy! :D

I sound full of excitement and hope, from that title, don’t I? Well, it was difficult today. My insanity prevailed more than my logic. My logic dictates that it is a 10 second injection for 14 days of greatness. What does my insanity think? Needle. Needle! NEEDLE! Painful painful prick of a needle! I sat with the pen posed on…

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Two Minds..

Today is the final day of my Humira cycle. And it is a good day. Its sunny! I feel rather much alright. I feel like fighting today. But. There is a niggly feeling in the back of my mind. That same voice that wants me to say ‘fuck it, just do it’ wants me to just give up. It wants…

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Sometimes a simple phrase like this gets me through an emotional period. Like after work today, I just wanted to cry. Not for any particular reason, I just felt overwhelmed and done for the day. I wanted to feel weak for 5 minutes after having holding it together all day long. I have to go back and do it all…

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