I’m fairly certain I’m a cat, what with the nine lives and all.
The evening of March 30, 2015 marks 1 year since my release from hospital for diverticulitis and its subsequent complications, thus resulting in me slowly entering a bout of Crohn’s remission.
1 year of remission. That’s not to say this past year hasn’t gone off without a hitch. Anyone with Crohn’s or Colitis or otherwise will tell you remission is a laughable term. It’s simply a phrase used to state that I haven’t been hospitalized for more than 48 hours in approximately 365 days.
This last year was somewhat difficult, as far as my health has been concerned. I’ve had to alter what I can eat, can’t eat, what I can drink, how often I exercise, when I can travel, when I must sleep, how often I nap. It’s a complete overhaul, but not one I am unused to.
I believe I have made amazing improvements in my fight again Crohn’s, not just within the last year, but within the last decade. Compared to where I was even 5 years ago I have to admit, I am proud of my accomplishments. They may be few and they may be meager, but to me, they are substantial steps in the right direction.
That being said, this post and the few photos are not meant to be viewed in a “oh whoa is me” type manner. For me, this is a “this happened but this is progress.” My body and it’s various shapes are a result of several years of Crohn’s and it’s side effects, but I am not ashamed. I have been scarily thin, yes, but I have always pulled through.
Remember, this is just a journey. And mine isn’t over.