The post in which I ramble

Oh where to start, seems life is going by faster than I can't keep up with it. I sit down to write a post and get distracted by something else, or I simply don't feel like posting at all. Things have defiantly changed in my life... but there's some good news, I'm not in the hospital, YAY!!! There was however a moment last week where I seriously contemplated going to the ER because I was in SO much pain. Since then I have pretty much re-vamped what I am eating. I can't handle that constant pain. It sucks though because I've grown up on mexican food and pastas and hamburgers. All of which I can't tolerate now.... I should probably back up a bit though...

See October 3 I had the dreaded colonoscopy. I have to say it wasn't so bad, although the prep wasn't fun. My mom said I was pretty hilarious afterwards due to the drugs they gave me. On October 5 I started a medication called Pentasa, for ulcertative colitis (UC). The doctor was fairly certain I had it, but of course the official diagnosis wasn't yet made. That came October 12.

At first I thought the medicine was helping my aches as well as the other stuff but turns out I was wrong. I still hurt everyday. To be quiet honest it's exhausting waking up already wore out because my body stays tense all the time. Only the people around me really know how bad it gets sometimes. The doctors always say I have such a positive attitude when it comes to everything. If they could read my mind they wouldn't think that... Not that I'm some person mad at the world, although I easily could be. It's just that every time I go to a doctor they add another thing to the list of things wrong with me. Enough already, eh?

I had to have my second iron infusion, this one after the nurse telling me the week prior that everything was ok. They contacted my GI doctor and it was decided that I needed another infusion, just in case. (grrrr) Of course the crap load of Benadryl they gave me made me loopy. I hate that stuff. They had a hard time getting the iv in... I wonder why? Maybe because my veins are plum tired of being poked at.

I have also started PT 2 days a week. It only took 4 months to get things straight with my doctor office and get me in for an appointment. I originally went for my neck because it just wasn't easing up from my accident.  While they therapist was evaluating me she noticed my right side is way weaker than my left. I've always known this, just learned to live with it. Now it is being taken care of through strength exercises and such. For the most part I don't mind the 30-40 mins of PT, but on days like today when my body didn't want to move it kind of sucks. I never know if I'm going to have an "ok day" or a "bad day" until THAT day. It's been a while (long while) since I had a real good day. I manage though :)

Something else that has changed is who I am surrounding myself with... They say you learn who your real friends are when something happens. Now, I know some of my friends might read this and this isn't about you guys. I text a lot, and those of you who text me back, thank you! I have a pretty awesome best friend, sometimes it sucks that she lives so far away.  Brenna, I love you!!! I also have some close friends around  that I feel I can actually talk to about random stuff. I greatly appreciate you guys! :)  I know it's a lot sometimes, esp when I've had a string of bad days in a row... Thanks

Finally... Dollywood

First, let me start by saying my trip trip to Pigeon Forge seemed like it might not happen at first. My mom got sick and had to get medicine and my sister started having horrible pain in her back and side. The doctor told her he thought she was passing a kidney stone. Lovely!!! We ended up going despite the set backs. The trip up there was alright until we hit Knoxville. It started raining like nobody's business and it took us forever to get to our room. We were originally going to go to Dollywood that afternoon and then go the next day since we could get in free. As it turned out we didn't go that afternoon. We decided on eating somewhere (TGI Fridays :) ) and going to the wax museum and a haunted house type thing where we sat in seats and shot things. It was pretty neat. We headed back to our room and settled in since the next morning we planned on heading to Dollywood. I have pretty bad insomnia but that night I actually slept pretty good so I thought I'd be ok for the long day ahead. which happened to also be my sisters birthday. WRONG. So anyways, after we got our tickets and are in the parking lot it starts raining. We sat in the car for a while trying to decide what we should do. I was fully prepared to take my hearing aid out and walk in the rain since I had been waiting forever for this day. Finally it seemed to be slacking off so we headed into the park and then the sun started coming out and the weather seemed perfect... We headed to the roller coaster Sarah (sister) had been telling us about, Mystery Mine. That ride tore me up! Now I have to tell ya I've ridden all kinds of roller coasters and never had a problem, of course none since my accident back in May. After I got off that ride my whole body just didn't feel right. Spare the details, but it wasn't fun. I only rode one more ride after that, The Barnstormer. I just couldn't shake the sick stomach and dizziness. They (my mom, sister, and her husband) wanted to ride the new ride The Eagle. I knew I wasn't going to ride it so I held all their stuff, while they were in line to ride the rain started again. Everyone was running for shelter. I just took my hearing aid out and got under a tree and waiting for them to get off the ride, lol. Of course as we were headed out of the park it cleared up and was fine the rest of the day. Since it was my sister's birthday we went back to the room and freshened up and went to eat at Golden Corral. We all got stuffed, lol. The next day we headed back home, back to reality...