Today I gave myself my once-a-month Stelara shot. And these days, I also think, "Is this the last one?" Every day I ask, "What can I do to help? How can I be most of use?"
My Journey
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Five years ago, my life drastically changed. Five years ago, I almost died. I didn't die. I lived, but I was transformed.
My scar has become a symbol of everything that's happened to me. I love it, because it's part of me and those surgeries saved my life. I hate it because it altered my body in ways that I'm struggling to love, and I don't recognize myself because of that. It's the representation of all the things I can't yet do or I've lost because of this illness.
Crohn's Disease plays havoc with one's regular diet. Trying to figure out what to eat can trigger disordered eating patterns.
...I got my official diagnosis, Crohn's Disease. I cried with relief when that happened, because it was an answer, finally, to what had been going on. Not a great answer, but at least an actionable one.
My gut trouble started in my early 20s. Actually, that's not accurate. Looking back with the information I have now, I realize that signs were there much earlier.