It's 6:22AM on a Sunday morning, my stomach wrapped with a heating pad and my body feeling like I'm in Round 9 of a heavyweight fight.
And I'm up against the ropes.
I tend to keep my health woes on the hush, mostly because I don't want people to take pity upon me as the sick guy.
But I'm now entering my fifth year with Crohn's Disease and I'm trying to open up more about my health.
Crohn's is a chronic inflammatory bowel disease that has recked havoc on my body since the end of 2003.
Besides from the 50 pounds of weight loss, the fatigue, the loss of appetite, and the daily abdominal cramps (How do you deal, women?), the disease has turned me into a once very active person to an antisocial hermit who is usually restricted to bed rest on the bad days.
I went out on Tuesday after work with my roommate and I couldn't remember the last time I had been out not just during the week but the weekends as well.
He happened to ask me at the right time, when I wasn't gritting my teeth during a wave of cramps, because five minutes earlier or later, I would have probably said no.
Despite the pain, the extra couple of years in college, the night sweats and chills, I wouldn't trade this experience with anyone.
I wouldn't want any of my friends or loved ones to experience what I go through on a daily basis.
God has struck me with this disease for a reason ... a reason that I'm still trying to figure out.
When I figure it out, I'll let you know.
Bring on Round 10....
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Posted by Vandy at 6:23 AM