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Saturday, March 16, 2013

My wish

Hey everyone - it's been a hectic time so I haven't had time to post lately. I originally started the blog to give advice to others, but lately it has become my place to vent about my feelings about IBD. I've gotten a lot of e-mails from people saying that they feel the same way, so I want everyone to know I really appreciate that you read this and care enough to reach out to me.
I really wanted to write about something happier - that I'm finally out of my rut and enjoying the life of a Crohnie again. As involved as I'm getting in the IBD community (through the council and MN Chapter), I feel like the past me would be super excited about everything I'm doing and happy that I have Crohn's because of all of these opportunities.
Lately, however, it's been so much more difficult. St. Olaf is always questioning, "What do you want to do with your life?" I've always replied that I want to be a doctor in a small town and just live a quiet life. I've realized that I've been lying to myself.
My dreams are to travel the world. I want to go to third world countries and hand out medical supplies. I want to see the wonders of the world. I want to swim in all of the oceans and seas (except for the really cold ones... maybe them as well). These are what I dream about all the time, and St. Olaf says these dreams are possible.
My Crohn's tells me otherwise.
My Crohn's says that I'm going to have pain after I eat, that I'm going to be tired all the time, and that I'm going to spend a good portion of my day in the bathroom. I know I should be grateful; I don't go to the emergency room as often and I don't absolutely need surgery. Doctors are always saying that people with IBD are not going to feel as well as they did before, even when they are in "remission."
I'm supposed to be okay that my disease doesn't allow me to travel? I'm supposed to be okay that I have to drive to Mayo every other week so I can help this big pharmaceutical company get their medication out on the market? Which they'll charge probably more than $10,000 an injection. I want to know why having a disease means that I have to accept these limitations as though it's a part of life.
I absolutely love camp and my Crohnies, but it is so so hard to know that I will probably never be able to fulfill my dreams because it just isn't practical, that I will have to always live near enough to a large clinic that will have all of the latest drugs for me to be on. I know there are tons of people that have it worse than me, but seeing my friends doing a semester abroad or doing research in another country is so hard. Several of the chemistry professors told me that they would be more than happy to give me letters of recommendation for any program that I want to apply to, but I had to tell them that I can't because of my Crohn's.
I know someday this will all work out, but it's so hard being at this point in my life.