Usually, I'm able to be pretty upbeat about MC and its attendant issues, but this morning I am in need of a whole bunch of encouragement and hugs. I am throwing myself a massive pity party bc I have just not had a good week with MC. (A minor accident almost every morning and not enough sleep, and I just don't know why!)
So, anyway, for the past five nights I've averaged about six hours sleep a night, what with getting up, and muscle/joint pain, and not being able to get back to sleep once I do get up. On Mondays, I have late classes (4:00-8:20pm), so I typically work at home in the mornings. I thought I would let myself sleep in a bit this morning, but MC had other plans. I got up at 3:45 and didn't get back to sleep until 5:00. Then, I woke up at 6:45, feeling the urgency, but thinking I would be okay. I planned to get up, take care of the D, and go back to bed. Well, that's not how it worked out. Instead, I had major, explosive D all over the place. So long to yet another pair of pjs. It's appropriate that it's almost Halloween, bc my bathroom looked like a slasher movie hit it, except instead of blood, there was D. So, instead of sleeping, I spent two and a half hours showering and cleaning my bathroom, with more D in between. Add into this that overnight summer decided to come back, so it was incredibly hot in my house while I was trying to do all this. And then, while I was trying to empty the trashcan, a disposable razor blade that DH had put in there bounced out and nicked my foot. It just kept getting better.
I am so frustrated with MC and with myself. I don't know what precipitated this attack. I haven't had one that bad in a long time. I'm on my seventh week of Entocort, and I have been GF since August and dairy free since about a month ago. I know it takes time.
So, now I have a couple of hours to do work before my hour long commute through cornfields (hey, even if there are no real bathrooms, there's plenty of makeshift toilet paper
And in addition to the D, my fatigue and joint pain has been really bad, and I always have to park far away from the buildings I need to be in and then walk, and I just really don't feel up to it. I've only just managed to stop shaking from this morning's incident, and standing for so long really did a number on my knees and ankles.
Well, thanks for listening. I really appreciate your being here, because if I hadn't found this site, I'd be thinking I was just weird, since my GI said I'd be all better after 2 months on Entocort. Ha.
Rantingly yours,
Courtney

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