On June 8, 2012 my husband graduated with his Associates Degree From College. This week he began his classes for his Bachelor's Degree In Communications. I could not be more proud of Jeremy.
The only down side, is that I am still sick and fighting day to day to deal with the diseases that attack my body.
At the End of May Beginning of June I had a Knot show up on one of my breasts. Immediately I called the doctor because in just a day and a half it grew to the size of a quarter. The doctor took one look at it and said, "It's another STAPH Infection."
I've been fighting with STAPH Infections and MRSA ever since I got Crohn's Disease. After this current round of antibiotics I was put on to fight off the STAPH Infection. I have now in just over 2 years, been on antibiotics 9 times to fight these horrible sores. The other bad thing about these sores is, every time I get one on my body when it goes away, it leaves a scar that looks like a small bruise.
I have numerous scars from these sores and sadly I am stuck with them for the rest of my life, and if I continue to get STAPH Infections I will just keep getting more scars.
For a few weeks after I was off the antibiotics I had been having more good days than bad. I even got to go and visit the Chillicothe Bikers Church one Sunday and a Wednesday for their bible study. And even got to attend their Hog Roast for a couple of hours Last Saturday.
But during the Hog Roast I began getting sick, and had to leave after 2 hours of being there. Ever since last Saturday I have continued to deteriorate . To the point that for 2 days this week, I have been bed ridden, and have had to go back to taking my anti vomiting medicine and pain pills to just function some what normally. The other day while Jeremy was in class I was alone and working in our bedroom to put laundry away. Suddenly I had a pain in my intestines hit me and I nearly collapsed on the floor. I grabbed the phone, called my grandma and had her to stay with me on the phone until the pain and diarrhea passed. I hadn't had that happen in nearly 4 months, and to be alone and nearly collapsed is one of the scariest things.
Jeremy has not had much sleep in 2 days from staying up late and trying to comfort me and help me as best he can.
I'm praying that the Crohn's is not coming out of remission already, because I don't want to be bed ridden again for God knows how long.
I go back to my family doctor next Friday, and I have less than a month until I see my new Gastro Doctor at OSU.
Depression has been fighting me very hard lately, and I'm trying desperately to stay positive but there are days I just break down and cry out to God to help me make it through today. Because maybe tomorrow will be better.
