I’ve talked about it before, but it’s not something I bring up often… A little over 2.5 years ago I was diagnosed with Severe Ulcerative Colitis. Its kind of like Chrons Disease, but not quite. If you want to read more you can go here. It’s not fun. Its hard, and messy, and painful and embarrassing. My husband doesn’t even quite get it. Unless you have it, you can’t really understand.
This disease is manageable (mostly) through diet and medication, but when things get stressful, I’m pretty much screwed. And the past 3 weeks have been more than stressful.First worrying about Hubby starting his new job, then when it go pushed back, worrying how we were going to pay our bills. Then anxiety of having to drive with my Mother-In-Law to drop my hubby just outside of Austin at his new job this past weekend was the worst.
Have you ever seen that commercial with the woman walking around in circles, wondering where the next bathroom is? That is my life. It sucks. I’ve had panic attacks over not knowing where bathrooms are. Being stuck in a car, going somewhere I’ve never been before, is kind of like my worst nightmare.
I hate being stuck in the car. I hate being stuck in the car and not being the driver. I hate being stuck in the car, not being the driver, and having my (mostly wonderful) MIL chatting non stop in my ear. I love the woman dearly, but she is the definition of “crazy old lady driver” and TALKS ALL THE TIME. I like and NEED a little peace and quiet, especially in the car.
So anyways, 3 weeks of stress + MIL + 9 hours in the car = Major Flare Up.
I’ll spare you the icky details, the short version is – 24 hours of nasty flu-like symptoms, followed by 2-3 days of recovering from the nasty flu-like symptoms, and pure exhaustion for around a week.
Just in time for my quilting retreat. Boo! I’m still going. I’m just not anticipating getting quite as much done as I hoped. No all night sewing marathons for me! But I’m not going to stress about it. I can’t afford to stress about it. So I will do as much as I can, in the time I’ll have and be happy with it 🙂
In the mean time, I’m getting back into my regular routine, which majorly helps me to eliminate symptoms. Routine is my best friend. Routine helps me deal with life, accomplish things and avoid too much stress.
Stress is my worst enemy.