Crohn’s disease can affect every aspect of life, including parenting.
I have Crohn’s disease. It’s not something I’m embarrassed to talk about, but it’s not something I like to put out there because, frankly, once I mention that I have Crohn’s disease to people who have a vague notion as to what it is, I’m pretty sure all they can think about for at least a while afterward is the idea of me pooping. Sure, everyone does it, but those of us with Crohn’s tend to do it a lot more, like plan-our-day-around-bathroom-accessibility a lot more or like build-an-extra-hour-into-our-schedules-to-accommodate-it a lot more. As you can imagine, this doesn’t make us a popular disease, and we’re often confused with our similarly bowel-distraught, equally sexy cousin, IBS (irritable bowel syndrome). But, whereas IBS is technically a “functional disorder” and doesn’t cause damage to the bowel, Crohn’s is an IBD (irritable bowel disease), and as such is an actual disease and far more serious.
I was only diagnosed with Crohn’s five years ago. One day I was perfectly healthy, and then after a random bout of unrelated Bell’s Palsy that preceded a series of symptoms to stump nine specialists and put me through every test imaginable, I couldn’t walk. My knees locked, or, at least, that’s how it felt. Within a few days of that my hands furled, rendering them useless as well. I’d developed arthritis when I’d never before in my life experienced any joint pain. Because specialists kept thinking the Bell’s Palsy had been a trigger instead of a random occurrence, I became my own episode of House, and just like the show, it wasn’t Lupus.
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