I ended 2019 with a double blog post, Colonoscopy #5 and Thoracic Follow-Up. At the end of November and beginning of December, I had been really sick, and I had been avoiding people and doing anything I could to rid myself of that cold. I had mentioned previously that I was coughing so much -... Continue Reading →
Colonoscopy #5 & Crohn’s Disease Updates | IT COULD BE WORSE BLOG
It was in November of 2017 that I had my last pill capsule endoscopy, with my last colonoscopy just months after that. I had been on Enyvio medication for my Crohn's disease at the time and I had switched to Stelara in February of 2018. Since I have been on the Stelara injections for over... Continue Reading →
Thoracic Follow-Up & Slipping Rib Syndrome | IT COULD BE WORSE BLOG
I hope you had a chance to catch up with my last post, De Quervain’s Tenosynovitis – Lefty. There has been quite a bit going on with my hands for quite some time. But, my ribs have also been an issue, with the neurectomy and rib plating procedures. Those are still healing, too, at 11... Continue Reading →
Perianal Abscess #2 in My Crohn’s Disease Journey | IT COULD BE WORSE BLOG
Since I already wrote about my Rib Plating Surgery, this blog will focus on my Crohn's Disease. Expect a blog focusing on my ganglion cyst and hand troubles to follow. In my Crohn's disease world, things are about the same, which means chaos ensues. To catch you up, I have mentioned many times before that... Continue Reading →
My Wonky Ribs and Neurectomy | IT COULD BE WORSE BLOG
Thoracic Thoracic seems to be another clinic that I frequent. I have suffered from rib pain for about a year now. Sudden onset of pain, with two major areas of focus on my left side. We are not 100% certain that these pains are related or not. Because there is so much to cover in... Continue Reading →
One Step Forward, Two Steps Back | IT COULD BE WORSE BLOG
Since my last post, Two Months Time, it has roughly been around two and a half months, give or take a few days depending on when I finish this blog. I've been so negligent, I feel like I can never get caught up, like I'm pulled a million different ways all at once. I add... Continue Reading →