The Diagnosis

This is the post I've been putting off (well, really I've been putting a lot of things off lately), it's hard to talk about, and it's not a fun topic that's for sure. I'm sure some of you that have been following this blog are curious though and I know there are at least a few of you who really do care and I appreciate that. So while this isn't something I feel like talking about, I'm posting it because I need your support and your prayers. And who knows, maybe one day this can serve as a story of encouragement for someone in a similar situation.

Two weeks ago, I had to have a colonoscopy and endoscopy, not something you ever want to do, especially a week before moving 7 hours away from your family for college. The doctor tells me I have Crohn's disease. I knew they were going to find something wrong, because I've known something was wrong for a while, but it's still very depressing to know that this is something I'll have to deal with for the rest of my life and that pretty much right off the bat I'm on my own to deal with it because of leaving for school. It also makes this time of transition even more of one.

The meds I'm taking have the scariest possible side effects of anything I've ever taken. Thankfully, I've had no real problems so far and taking four horse pills with lunch and supper does get easier. Though figuring out the logistics for me, food, and meds to be in the same place at the same time can get difficult. They do seem to be helping though, so who knows, I could get lucky be blessed and be in remission for years.