Last evening I dove into Raman Prasad’s “Colitis & Me” and could not put it down. His experience on prednisone is so right on. It’s a miracle drug and a terrible drug. I hate it: I love it. Today, I went down to 20 mgs and I am nervous. I don’t want pain. I am afraid. And yet, like Raman says, I feel much better, psychologically, off the drug and I wonder if it was making me sicker. God!, in the hospital I was up to 60 mgs and I was a crazy woman. I couldn’t sleep or sit still but I felt lethargic and depressed. I think feeling bad and in pain is often a result of a combination of things in this mysterious and strange disease.
I relate completely to Prasad’s story and yet in many ways his experience was much more painful as it just dragged on for so long. He never experienced remission. I have been fortunate to have had long periods of remission on Asacol and Azathioprine and for that I am so grateful.
I can understand his frustration with the doctors and with test results.
For example, when I take my car into repair, prior to paying or ever having any work done, I am usually provided an estimate or some detailed report. Why is this not so with the doctor for health issues? Doctors are busy people, but couldn’t the patient be provided with automated information including test results and notes? I think partly this is seen as taboo in the medical world. There exists a real hiearchy between patient and doctor. When I was in the hospital I had many blood tests, stool tests, x-rays and never saw one single test result on paper. I was told results when I asked, but the detail in the answers varied and this stuff is hard to remember. As a patient, I think this information would be helpful in making important decisions.
I have not yet finished Prasad’s book but apparently he finds relief through diet. Prior to, his troubles with food and digestion, I find so similar to mine. I have this pre-occupation with diet and eating. It’s as though I may never get enough or get it right. I am always thinking about my next meal and what I can concoct that will be delicious and satisfying, yet go down, stay down, and come out well. I also go back and forth between eating healthy and right to going totally over the edge and JUNKY FOODING OUT!! Its terribly discouraging and time marches by marking what goes in and out my body. I constantly strategize and doing so wears on the soul after awhile. I then find ways to reinvigorate through creativity, dance, and other distractions like house rewiring and painting.