Starting a Support Group

A fellow Crohnie I met on Twitter and I want to start up a support group for fellow Crohnie's here in BC, specifically the Lower Mainland.
We were thinking about getting together and talk, support each other, exchange experiences, laugh, have some fun, maybe wipe some tears....who knows!

Interested...??

send me an email and we'll get acquainted....

crohnieisland@yahoo.ca

or leave a comment here

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You Might Be A Crohnie If....

If you know exactly how much intestine you have........left....
you might be a Crohnie

If hearing the phrase "you're so skinny, you should eat something" makes you want to scream....
you might be a Crohnie

If you could bottle your disease and sell it as the new celebrity diet and make millions....
you might be a Crohnie

You Might Be A Crohnie If....

If you can produce enough gas to power a small rocket....
you might be a Crohnie

If hanging out at the hospital on a Friday night is your idea of fun....
you might be a Crohnie

If there are more holes in you than a dead gangster....
you might be a Crohnie

Death of an Abscess....?

I've been "dealing with" a nice little abscess in a not so wonderful place on my body, since around Christmas.  And being the procrastinator that I so very much am, I was hoping (and praying), that with meds and changing my diet, it would just "go away".  And no matter how many times I do this method, it never happens.
So, I sucked it up and decided to go in to hospital.
Pulling up the Emerg, I can see inside and...ohhh goodie...it's busy.  Every chair was occupied, so I knew there would be a wait.  I checked in at the registry desk and then stood and waited for the triage nurse to call my name for assessment.  I've learned over the many years that after you check in and before triage, don't sit down, especially if it's busy.  Why??  Because when the triage nurse calls you for assessment, you'll lose your seat.  So I stand and wait.  My name is finally called and I go through all the questions, blood pressure, temperature, etc.  She was impressed that I actually took my jacket off BEFORE sitting down in front of her.  She said I was the first today she didn't have to ask.  I also had my spreadsheet with me for the questions about when I was in last and for what.  She liked that as well.
All done, I now can sit and wait my turn.....just over 5 hours later, they finally called me in and took my to the minor surgery room.  I got in to my fancy blue hospital "gown" and then laid on the table and waited for the doctor.  He finally came in after about half and hour, but I never get all worked up waiting, as others do, cuz I know they're busy.  I thanked him for finally getting me out of chairs and not for the wait, but so I didn't have to listen to everyone bitching about how long of a wait there was.  People just don't get it and how it works.  Someone would be called in and the people still waiting would comment, "but I was here first".  C'mon people!  It's not a restaurant.  I mean, what do you think the triage nurse is for!?
So, he put the topical cream on to start the freezing process (yeeeeah, never works) and left to let it "take effect"...bbbwwwwaaahaaahaahaa.....
The nurse came in and gave me two shots of Morphine and an anesthetic and she left to let it "take effect"...bwwaaaahaaaa... (injected morphine doesn't work as well as IV morphine)
The doctor came back to start lancing, but first had to inject the abscess with freezing.....yes, I said INJECT the ABSCESS.  But of course, the topical freezing he applied earlier would make it so I wouldn't feel the needle going in......BWAAAAHHAAAAAAAAA!!!!
Let's just say....I felt it....and felt it....and felt it.....he told me he was going to fill up the abscess until I couldn't feel it.  I said just give me the whole thing!  LOL
Luckily he said there was a small hole there already so he just made the hole bigger....I won't go in to details....but even with the freezing I could feel it drain....ahhhhhhhhhhhh.  The thing about abscesses is, it's the pressure from the abscess that hurts, not the abscess itself.  The fun part was when he was pushing on it to squeeze all the crap out.  He kept apologizing and I said, I'd rather go through all this once and not have to return...so do what you have to do, squeeze and push away!!!
He put some gauze on it, antibiotic prescription, cleaned up, dressed and on my way home....8 hours later, but oh my god!!!!  what a difference. Thank god for doctors and nurses
RIP.... one abscess, amongst many.

You Might Be A Crohnie If....

If there is a refrigerator in your bathroom....
you might be a Crohnie

If your license plate says "GOT2GO"....
you might be a Crohnie

If you can eat junk food  with no problem, but get flare ups from salad.....
you might be a Crohnie

You Might Be A Crohnie If....

If you get excited when toilet bowl cleaner goes on sale....
you might be a Crohnie

If the dog farts and people look at you.....
you might be a Crohnie

You Might Be A Crohnie If...

If you have to pass gas and HOPE you just pass gas.....
you might be a Crohnie

If you can run to the bathroom and take down your pants in world record time......
you might be a Crohnie

If you have a hospital bag packed and ready to go, just in case.....
you might be a Crohnie

You Might Be A Crohnie If.....

If your family and friends give you gift cards to the local pharmacy.....
you might be a Crohnie

If you go in to Emergency already with your jewelry removed and just carrying your medical card......
you might be a Crohnie

If you start to get worried when you get down to the last 3 rolls of toilet paper in your house.....
you might be a Crohnie

Crohnie Quote of the Day

we all have a story to tell

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You Might Be A Crohnie If.......

if you can actually spell G-A-S-T-R-O-E-N-T-E-R-O-L-O-G-I-S-T.....
you might be a Crohnie

if you can tell how you are feeling by the shape, color, smell and volume of your poop.....
you might be a Crohnie

if all the toilet seats in your house are DOWN.......
you might be a Crohnie