Hi everyone.
It's great that there is a forum for people coping with Crohn's.
One of the worst feelings is that you're alone in all of the suffering.
I have just been given a preliminary diagnosis of Crohn's Disease.
However, my doctors are still looking into the possibility that I have an
adhesion due to my last surgery. I guess that is where I should start my story...
I have always had stomach problems. Cramping with diarrhea at least once
a week. But I dealt with it. But when I turned 25 all hell broke loose.
I felt the worst pain of my life. It literally felt like something had burst inside
of me. I couldn't have been more right...
5 trips to the ER later- one wrong diagnosis after another, the doctors finally
discovered a plum sized object at the end of my intestines. But instead of doing
immediate surgery to remove it, they wanted to put me on steroids for a week to
"see what happens". Luckily, I had my father there and he basically demanded
they do surgery instead.
So, I had surgery. My appendix had ruptured, and developed a huge abcess around
itself which was causing me pain, but at least keeping me alive. The doctors removed
all of this. End of story? I wish...
By this time I had dropped to 80 pounds, and was released from the hospital
weeks later hardly able to walk. But on antibiotics, I started to feel gradually better.
Sadly, a month later I started to get worse again. Ridiculous amounts of pain, and
the inability to eat because I would vomit anything and everything up i tried to
force down myself. I was basically painfully starving to death.
I dropped to 74 pounds. Finally, (after dealing with my hospital's member services
because of lack of help from the doctors) I was rushed to the hospital. My mom had
to wheel me in a wheelchair because I was unable to walk I was so frail.
The hospital put me on TPN (total parental nutrition) where I had to feed myself
through a tube in my arm for 4 months- I got my weight back to 100 pounds.
(I normally am 110-115lbs.)
They also put me back on antibiotics which made things manageable again.
I was able to eat while on antibiotics, which was what was going to keep me alive.
I also had a colonoscopy, but they told me it looked fine. (but really wasn't)
LONG story short, my hospital couldn't figure out what my problem was.
Was it an adhesion from scar tissue after the surgery? They didn't know.
They left me on antibiotics and basically gave up on me. After an entire YEAR,
they were unable to give me any kind of diagnosis.
That's when I demanded I be transfered to Stanford to get a 'second opinion'.
After speaking to the doctor there, he believes I have Crohn's.
Apparently, there were results in my colonoscopy what were overlooked,
(colonic mucosa in my intestines, and a dilated intestine) and CT scans that
were done poorly by my crappy original hospital. (who I will refrain from naming).
SO- now I am scheduled for another CT scan at Stanford, which should tell
if it is an adhesion in me that can be surgically removed or not.
Then I am having yet another colonoscopy, because my last one was
done poorly.
I am clinging to my shred of hope that it isn't Crohn's, but it isn't looking good.
I am currently living only because of 3 different kinds of antibiotics that I rotate
between.
Thanks for reading. It'c nice to have somewhere to vent! :smile:
-Cassie
It's great that there is a forum for people coping with Crohn's.
One of the worst feelings is that you're alone in all of the suffering.
I have just been given a preliminary diagnosis of Crohn's Disease.
However, my doctors are still looking into the possibility that I have an
adhesion due to my last surgery. I guess that is where I should start my story...
I have always had stomach problems. Cramping with diarrhea at least once
a week. But I dealt with it. But when I turned 25 all hell broke loose.
I felt the worst pain of my life. It literally felt like something had burst inside
of me. I couldn't have been more right...
5 trips to the ER later- one wrong diagnosis after another, the doctors finally
discovered a plum sized object at the end of my intestines. But instead of doing
immediate surgery to remove it, they wanted to put me on steroids for a week to
"see what happens". Luckily, I had my father there and he basically demanded
they do surgery instead.
So, I had surgery. My appendix had ruptured, and developed a huge abcess around
itself which was causing me pain, but at least keeping me alive. The doctors removed
all of this. End of story? I wish...
By this time I had dropped to 80 pounds, and was released from the hospital
weeks later hardly able to walk. But on antibiotics, I started to feel gradually better.
Sadly, a month later I started to get worse again. Ridiculous amounts of pain, and
the inability to eat because I would vomit anything and everything up i tried to
force down myself. I was basically painfully starving to death.
I dropped to 74 pounds. Finally, (after dealing with my hospital's member services
because of lack of help from the doctors) I was rushed to the hospital. My mom had
to wheel me in a wheelchair because I was unable to walk I was so frail.
The hospital put me on TPN (total parental nutrition) where I had to feed myself
through a tube in my arm for 4 months- I got my weight back to 100 pounds.
(I normally am 110-115lbs.)
They also put me back on antibiotics which made things manageable again.
I was able to eat while on antibiotics, which was what was going to keep me alive.
I also had a colonoscopy, but they told me it looked fine. (but really wasn't)
LONG story short, my hospital couldn't figure out what my problem was.
Was it an adhesion from scar tissue after the surgery? They didn't know.
They left me on antibiotics and basically gave up on me. After an entire YEAR,
they were unable to give me any kind of diagnosis.
That's when I demanded I be transfered to Stanford to get a 'second opinion'.
After speaking to the doctor there, he believes I have Crohn's.
Apparently, there were results in my colonoscopy what were overlooked,
(colonic mucosa in my intestines, and a dilated intestine) and CT scans that
were done poorly by my crappy original hospital. (who I will refrain from naming).
SO- now I am scheduled for another CT scan at Stanford, which should tell
if it is an adhesion in me that can be surgically removed or not.
Then I am having yet another colonoscopy, because my last one was
done poorly.
I am clinging to my shred of hope that it isn't Crohn's, but it isn't looking good.
I am currently living only because of 3 different kinds of antibiotics that I rotate
between.
Thanks for reading. It'c nice to have somewhere to vent! :smile:
-Cassie
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