Yes. I went to the doctor again yesterday to “report” on how the last month went. It went crappily, not to be punny. His little “more fiber” thing helped a little bit, but not enough. Today I had an “exam” in which he discovered that my previous doctor’s diagnosis of “internal hemorrhoids” was total crap. He said I have never in my life had a hemorrhoid. What I DO most likely have (for sure most likely this time, not like last time) is Ulcerative Colitis. Fun, no? I’m getting a colonoscopy on Tuesday. I hope they see something and I get some meds and life can go back to normal. It’s been a long time coming.
Let’s follow the history a bit, shall we? There was the confusing, surprising beginning of the issue. There was the “thinking I caused my own problems” solution to my problem. The passing out in grocery stores….the time when I couldn’t eat anything without it coming out again (detailed, right?), the time I was on prednisone, given to me by a gastro guy who didn’t dare even touch me to figure out what was wrong because I was pregnant, but thought prednisone would be a good idea…while pregnant…then right after pregnancy when I felt just fine! Only to rediscover my problems and experience doctors on the east coast, at which time I let a general practitioner tell me I was a nervous person and that I needed to find a new diet online. ONLINE. Anyway. Then I tried, and failed, and finally saw another doctor, another gastro guy, who I didn’t even write about because I was so BLAH about the whole thing. He was pretty sure I had IBS, but wanted to make sure, and circumstances didn’t allow that last visit (won’t go into the details about that). And now. That I will endure a colonsoscopy. Not pregnant. We will see.
