Hubby came back from Canadian Tire tonight and started showing me all the stuff he bought to get rid of our ant problem.
Ummm you think he went a little overboard with this, lol.
But then again that is my hubby, go big or go home, lol.
My day consisted of drinking a lot of this :(
Tomorrow is the test I have at the hospital and I have to prep for it.
Not liking it, but I have to do what I have to do and just want it over and done with.
I have to drink 4 ltrs of this gross stuff to clean me out.
I only drink one can of coke a day, so this is a bit tough, plus it tastes disgusting.
I tried to hid the taste by drinking it from a coke glass...its not working, lol.
I have shared a lot of myself on my blog. I have said it is like my on-line diary. This is one thing I haven't shared, and wasn't sure if I ever would.
I have Ulcerative Colitis. I have had it since the age of 17.
If you remember I moved out on my own at the age of 16, so I had to go through all the tests, doctors visits and being scared as I thought I had cancer without my family.
The only one who was with me through it all was my Wayne. My Rock, the one who knows me inside and out. The one who is always there for me when I need him and even when I don't think I do.
While I was going through this, and at such a young age, the doctors didn't tell me anything, just what to do for the next test. Now as an adult I know they probably thought my parents were waiting for me in the waiting room. But no, the only one who was with me was Wayne.
It wasn't until I got mad at a nurse (sorry nurses) and told her no, I am not going to do anything, until she tells me what is going on. Then the doctor came in the hospital room to talk to me, and to explain what they thought was wrong with me and what we needed to do to make sure this is what it was.
I have the same specialist today.
I didn't tell my family or anyone else I had this disease until I was about 23. I have no idea how I hid it for so long. And Wayne respected my wishes and kept my secret.
So what I am saying is, YOU have to take your health into your own hands. Yes doctors know a lot. But they don't know you. You have to stand up for yourself and if you believe something isn't right with you or the system, YOU have to speak out for yourself.
I hope you all had a creative Monday.
Here is hoping that I get a clean bill of intestinal health tomorrow ;)