Crohns

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“Because of Crohn’s I…”

thecrohnsfairy said this exact phrase to me, when I was contemplating my ‘acceptance’ of my own Crohn’s disease. She said that she rarely used it in the negative sense – ‘I can’t do… because of Crohn’s’ – instead using Crohn’s to give her the encouragement to do things, make plans, live. I don’t mean to dwell on things – and this might just because of the day I’ve had – but everyone else has lived with this for a lot longer than I have. And I am in way and by no means having a rant or a go at…

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Being Ballsy

Having a chronic illness changes alot of things about yourself. It makes you scared. It makes you think twice about small, trivial things. It makes you pause alot more than before. It make you weary and skeptical. It makes you.. a different person. In many small, insignificant ways. I can only speak for myself, but being sick really does suck. And yes, it happens, I can not avoid that, there is no two ways about it really, its going to come around when you least expect it and even when you know its coming, it still throws you for six.…

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Nightmares..

It is almost the end of March. I’ve been Crohns symptom free for almost all of March. Besides my blip at work two Saturdays ago, not much has upset my digestive system and even the cloud of Depression has been light and breezy of late. But tonight, out of nowhere, symptoms. Started with that gurgling stomach. Usually in the mornings, but I ignored it this morning. I didn’t have much breakfast – no change there – and had a very late lunch. Snacked before the big Sunday roast. Ate a butt load of lovely yummy roast potatoes, beef, veg and…

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Healing may not be so much about getting better, as about letting go of everything that isn’t you – all of the expectations, all of the beliefs – and becoming who you are. Rachel Naomi Remen  (via anditslove)

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My disease has become very invisible. I am the Queen of multi tasking at work these days. The depression is hidden too. Six people know about my fears. About my anger and my confusion. They know a limited amount of how hard I struggle every day, with one thing or another. I wish I wasn’t so full of feelings, of negitive thoughts.

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