Hi Everyone - I have been posting here for about a month and I figure it is time to offer up some background. Here is my sory...
I grew up thinking that I was too stupid for college....until one day, at age 23, I realized that I had nothing to lose by trying! So I picked my dream degree/job and went for it. (I wanted to be an archaeologist and dig in exotic lands, investigate human evolution and pratice forensics.) In my first 2 years of college, I surprised myself by getting A's and B's - something I had never been able to attain before.
As I continued into the summer of 2005, I started to get some symptoms and went to see a university doctor. However, I had to keep going back to the doctor because everthing he said I had just seemed to get worse with time. Everytime I went to see him, he gave me a new diagnosis - acid reflux, gastritis, IBS, IBD, lack of fiber, etc.. As my symptoms increased in severity, I began attending an archaeology field school where temperatures were 110+ and days lasted from 5am-5pm. It was physically grueling to say the least. By the end of the 8 week school, I was a extremely anemic, had sore red bumps all over my legs, couldn't eat without pain or wothout throwing up, bloody stool, dirrhrea, etc. I finally got the university doctor to send me to an outside specialist and was diagnoised within 3 weeks - 9/2005 at the age of 25.
Ever since, I have been struggling with employment, friends, relationships, social activities, depression, medical bills, etc. The disease has robbed me of many of mydreams and ambitions, and it still continues to hold me back from things that I want. For me, the disease has taken its toll on me mentally much more so than physically.
I grew up thinking that I was too stupid for college....until one day, at age 23, I realized that I had nothing to lose by trying! So I picked my dream degree/job and went for it. (I wanted to be an archaeologist and dig in exotic lands, investigate human evolution and pratice forensics.) In my first 2 years of college, I surprised myself by getting A's and B's - something I had never been able to attain before.
As I continued into the summer of 2005, I started to get some symptoms and went to see a university doctor. However, I had to keep going back to the doctor because everthing he said I had just seemed to get worse with time. Everytime I went to see him, he gave me a new diagnosis - acid reflux, gastritis, IBS, IBD, lack of fiber, etc.. As my symptoms increased in severity, I began attending an archaeology field school where temperatures were 110+ and days lasted from 5am-5pm. It was physically grueling to say the least. By the end of the 8 week school, I was a extremely anemic, had sore red bumps all over my legs, couldn't eat without pain or wothout throwing up, bloody stool, dirrhrea, etc. I finally got the university doctor to send me to an outside specialist and was diagnoised within 3 weeks - 9/2005 at the age of 25.
Ever since, I have been struggling with employment, friends, relationships, social activities, depression, medical bills, etc. The disease has robbed me of many of mydreams and ambitions, and it still continues to hold me back from things that I want. For me, the disease has taken its toll on me mentally much more so than physically.
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