It’s Crohns and Colitis Awareness Week, a time when those in the know about IBD try to educate those who aren’t and encourage them to better understand the condition and the people who live with it.
Yes it does involve bottoms, bowels and poo but living with it is SO much more than that.
Continue reading “Living in hope with Colitis”
For me and I expect for most people with UC, each morning brings a series of firsts and the nervousness that comes with them.
Let me explain:
- The first poo or loo visit – Will it hurt? Will there be blood?
- The first few hours of the morning – Will there be cramps? Or bloating? Or urgency?
- The first meals of the day – Will there be cramps? Pain or sickness and anxiety?
Not the ‘leap out of bed and sing to the birds through the window’ style of morning which I’m sure we’d all love, but none the less – a day without any of those signals is as good as any.
Continue reading “UC and Tequila Slammers”
Despite the many similarities between men and women, and the equal strengths and qualities of both sexes – it would seem that science is highlighting one challenge us girls have yet to overcome…anxiety. Studies show that women are naturally disposed to panic and worry, more so than our male counterparts (on the whole at least). But why?
Continue reading “Fear of the unknown”
When I was little and my brother would get away with murder, or my school mates would pick fun at me and bully me, I’d come home and proclaim how unfair and unjust the world was through tear-stained cheeks. Usually all was quickly forgotten after a cuddle and a bit of dinner, and as only a child’s mind can I soon moved on to bigger and better things, without dwelling on the ‘what ifs’ and ‘maybes’ that come with later years.
Continue reading “When life doesn’t care if ‘it’s not fair’”
Farting in public isn’t easy, there’s the ever-present dilemma of ‘will it stink?’ ‘Will everyone know it was me?’, and you can never be sure if it’s going to slip silently into the ether, or announce its arrival with a huge lingering trump.
Most people can come home, slip into those slacks and trump till their heart’s content, but when you’re currently living with your in-laws, and also suffer from an IBD which makes your bowels doubly as active – that becomes a whole new challenge.
Continue reading “Farting in front of the in-laws, parp with pride!”
It just so happens that this week is Crohns and Colitis Awareness Week (1-7th Dec), and it also happens to mark the start of my second ever UC flare…so in this week of awareness, I am suddenly very acutely aware of my illness, and all the delights that come with it. Oh the irony!
Continue reading “UC and ME – bloody nuisance”
Nobody wants to wish a lifelong illness upon themselves, but I do sometimes wish I could just say I have something like diabetes, celiac or arthritis…not because having those illnesses is easier, but because as soon as I say UC or Ulcerative Colitis, I get this kind of look…
Continue reading “Why I wish I had an illness you’ve actually heard of…”
For anyone who has UC, Chrons or any kind of auto immune disease, the relief of reaching ‘remission’ is soon dampened with the sheer terror of having another ‘flare’ or relapse.
For me (6 months into first remission), it still feels like there is a huge elephant in the room – watching me with his beady little eyes.
Continue reading “UC and ME – flare fear #3”
It’s been about six months since my initial UC diagnosis, and I wanted to share the story so far and update on the battle with who/what to believe.
One of the most infuriating things about UC is that nobody knows what causes it, or how to cure it (at least not yet). It is commonly believed to be an underlying genetic thing (in the medical community) – so if you’re meant to get it you probably will at some stage or another. I don’t know how much I believe this, and often wonder what life would be like if I hadn’t gotten food poisoning just over a year ago and awakened the beast.
Continue reading “UC and ME – who to believe? #2”
I don’t like the term ‘diet’ – to me that word conjures up thoughts of being punished or restricted, which isn’t an aspiration for me. I want to have my occasional crunchie bars AND my tender-stem broccoli – but sometimes it pays to listen to your gut (something I didn’t do until recently).
Continue reading “What is the FODMAP diet?”