Hi Loveies! Happy Monday to you all and here is to wishing for a calm and pain free week! I get many emails asking when and how I was diagnosed and I thought this blog was the best way to tell you the truth.

I’ve had right lower abdomen pain since I could remember, probably starting around the age of 25 (I’m guessing). Pain so bad, most days it would leave me slumped over and unable to even stand up straight. I went to many doctors…many. I’m not exaggerating when I say that up until 2007, I may have seen in the number of 30 physicians. Each and everyone could not diagnose the pain. At the time I was even in the medical field.  I’d have every doctor I ever worked for do blood panels and ultrasounds just to find the cause….and nothing all those years. There in itself is my reason for my current beliefs of the medical profession.

On our honeymoon, we land in Cancun.  We settled into the hotel and proceeded to walk the strip to find a place to celebrate our first diner in Cancun. After 1/2 hour after eating the dull pains, turned into sharp stabbing pains at this time. As the night continued I was confined to our hotel room thinking I had appendicitis. My poor husband and I had no idea what to do. I knew I wasn’t about to visit a Mexican hospital. I sent him out pimping for some pain pills at those corner pharmacies.  Thank God, for those little blue pills! Although, I was still in severe pain, I could cover it up just enough to try to enjoy the rest of our honeymoon together. I couldn’t do everything we had planned, which I apologized to my husband for. You know his sex fest…was completely cut out that week. I am still very angry that Mrs. Crohn’s literally ruined our honeymoon and had no idea of the chaos she was about to unleash!

When we got back I again had many visits with doctors only to be disappointed again.  Nothing was done and nothing was found. 2, yes 2 years later- the heavy symptoms began. Mrs. Crohn’s thought she would really get me by having me pass out, literally pass-out, then vomit on myself while unconscious. Now, I could be anywhere- the store, at work, driving, it really didn’t matter to her.  I didn’t feel sick, I felt fine, no symptoms at the time. Here is how it would occur: Out of the blue and at a blink of an eye, my head would start to feel funny (dizzy), then I would immediately get blurred vision and within seconds I would be down. I would wake up, never in the same spot I started in and would have vomit either all over me or all over the floor. In 2007, this is where it really all began. November 19th, that day was so bad with the whole passing out thing, the hubby forced me into the hospital. And presto….a few tests later and I was diagnosed with a severe case of (drum roll) Crohn’s Disease.  The tests were awful, the pain, the diarrhea, and the woman in the next bed who just found out here intestinal tract was removed was completely horrifying.

For 7 days I had 3 meals per day of broth. I thought I was going mad, I was so hungry but they wouldn’t let me eat as they were waiting to see how the meds would begin to work for me.  I hate needles and being poked and prodded for those 7 days was more than I could handle. I asked them to release me before treatment was over, I literally could not handle another day in the hospital.  So, there it is, my life long disease finally acknowledged.  All those years I must have had the disease and never knew it.  So, when they say it’s a silent disease, believe it.  We have no idea what is going on inside us, which is such a frightening thought.

So, today- after feeling worse with all the drugs they gave me, I am back to living with a little pain, and mostly going the alternative route.  I use natural supplements instead of the heavy drugs, not to say I will never consider them if my symptoms worsen, but they seems to do more harm then good.  So, for now, I’ll stick with my Myers Cocktail, fish oils, glutamine, B-12, and adrenal supplements and hope for the best. I’m sorta on the lazy side of taking care of myself by made a promise that I will get back on track this month, change my eating patterns and get back to health. 

Have a great week Lovelies!

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I’m Kelly

Welcome to My Crohnstipated Life, a space where I share the raw, real, and often humorous journey of living with Crohn’s disease. From unpredictable flares to parenting while managing a chronic illness, this blog is a mix of personal stories, practical tips, and a whole lot of laughter—because sometimes, humor is the best medicine. Whether you’re living with Crohn’s, love someone who is, or just want a peek into the rollercoaster of chronic illness, I’m glad you’re here. 💜 Stay Strong.

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