Mental Health

All posts under the umbrella of mental health

Vitals

Photos of myself can only say so much.. so this is me, explaining, well, myself. At the beginning of all this, I was just a slightly chubby girl, happy with work, family and friends. Everything was good until I got food poisoning from a dodgy meal out with a friend last August. Everything changed after that. If I really think about it; and now that I know more about Crohns, my symptoms were apparent months before. Mouth ulcers. Mild diarrhea. Abdominal cramps. Joint pain. But nothing conclusive, nor extreme enough to make seek medical attention. So when I presented with…

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“Dearest blog..

.. I write today with a mind full of self-pity and frustration. My disease has hold on my life, every aspect of it. It is very solitary, dealing with and learning about it. I have to listen to my body more than I have ever done before, listen to it over my mind and over my heart. I’ve never done that before with anything. EVER. I was, and am, fine on my own. Albeit lonely, I relish the time to myself. Everything has been such a constant go for the past few months – full of worry and patience –…

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Today has been a rough day. Nothing major has happened, just lots of small things that have accumulated into something.. bigger. Had trouble taking my medication today – only my iron tablet – couldn’t swallow it and almost choked. Am home alone now until I go back to work and it was scary. My glasses are irritating my nose still, so back to my old pair. Found lots of hair in my brush today, and as pathetic as it sounds this part of my day made feel the worse, had a little weep. The physical parts of my disease have…

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Strength

My body never failed me until August. I wasn’t really ready for it. I guess you never really are until it happens. It forces you to focus. Makes you slightly more paranoid about how well you do things. I lost my ability to walk very far. To even do anything without becoming breathless. I wasn’t used to it. I still suffered with it when I was last discharged. In fact, my last spell at Good Hope rendered me physically drained. It was painful, everything was painful to do. But I had to do it, to work my muscles and get…

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