Once I received the news of my diagnosis, my life view began to change. The disease was turning my life into something I didn’t want to live and me into someone I didn’t want to be. I had to call off work many times due to sickness. I was missing a lot of family gatherings and social outings with friends. I spent a lot of time at home just trying to deal with all the symptoms and side effects that each new day would bring! I was experiencing anxiety about just leaving the house for fear I would need a bathroom and not be able to make it to one. But what bothers me the most– I couldn’t keep my commitments or do the things I enjoyed doing. I’m a very independent, self-sufficient person to begin with and I value sticking to my word. HA! Enter Crohn’s, ready to teach me a life lesson– I’m not in control! (Anyone else feel like, as soon as they say they are going to do something, the universe immediately aligns so that you can’t do it? lol Or is it just me?)
A memory that really sticks out for me–I remember looking into the bathroom mirror one day at work and I didn’t recognize who was looking back at me! I didn’t recognize myself at all, in fact, I was sure I was seeing someone else. My color was gone, cheeks shrunken in, and deep dark circles under my eyes. I looked like death! It felt like I was dying before my very own eyes and there was nothing I could do but watch! Almost an ‘out of body’-like experience. It was horrifying!
Truthfully, all I could think was, this isn’t what I asked for! This isn’t what I wanted my life to be like! Even when I was in the hospital, both times, with the most excruciating stomach pain ever, I remember saying out loud “I don’t want it! Make it go away!” Looking back, I laugh! As if for some reason, saying the words “I don’t want it!” really would make a difference. Psshh!! Like the inflammation in my body cares what I want!? Lol Silly Jana! But I realize now…those are fighting words! As long as I am saying “I don’t want it!” I know there is still fight in me and I intend on giving this disease a run for its money! Ha ha ha, as silly as that is! That’s all it takes is that one little ounce of fight in ya!
I saw something I didn’t want to see in the mirror that day and it was terrifying! But it took that scare and it took all that pain I’ve been through to get me where I am now. Its those moments that motivated me to seek knowledge about my disease and support! It also motivated me to be a more active participant in my own healthcare. I would call the nurse when I was experiencing symptoms or side effects and we would address the issue head on! I began working with my team of doctors, keeping everyone in the loop about my condition. And it’s the best thing I could have done for my health and my peace of mind too!
This disease may take us through a really rocky ride– depths of depression, breaking points of pain, it’ll even make you face your fears. I truly believe that it’s only during those ‘lows’ that we find our strength time and time again. So next time you feel those familiar feelings of sadness and disappointment that come with a flare, say to yourself “I don’t want it!”. You might laugh! Lol, which is good! But you might also find your fight! And that is something I wish for all of us! To keep fighting and pushing for that better quality of life that we all deserve!