The Beginning


Some of you may know who I am, but for those of you who don’t, here’s my introduction! I am a 23 year old woman from a very small town in Iowa. I hope you’ll stick around to see the ups and downs of my journey!

It all started as a kid when the one thing I looked forward to after school was Dad’s cooking and the 4 or 5 glasses of 2% milk I had with it. God, those were the days! Dinner was a special time to me, however, I couldn’t make it through a meal with out a stomach urge. My parents and I shrugged it off since I was so young and I seemed perfectly healthy!

Fast forward about ten years, it was 2009 and my senior year was going so well! I had been seeing a boy for a few months and like any other couple we celebrated Valentines day by going out to eat. I couldn’t tell you what I had for dinner that night, pasta maybe?

Anywho, I stayed with one of my best friends and a few other lovely ladies that night and we decided to sneak a little vodka into our drinks. All was fine and dandy until I awoke to excruciating pain the next morning.
My stomach was cramping so bad I felt like there were thousands of knives going through my body, stabbing me over and over again. I could hardly breathe. I crawled up the stairs to the bathroom, I couldn’t do anything and then I crashed. Watching yourself consciously fall but there’s nothing you can do is one of the scariest things you can experience. A cold sweat broke out and I crawled to the couch. I was used to being the first one up, but I felt hopeless. I knew my mother would be up so I called to have her come get me.

This was a defining moment in my life. I was sent to a gastroenterologist to further the diagnosis. Not too long after, I was going through the colonoscopy prep (ugh, what a drag) and procedure. Later that week I got the news. My diagnosis, Microscopic Colitis. It sounded scary! What was this?! I became obsessed with WebMD (not a wise choice). The specialist put me on an anti inflammatory medication called Asacol. It worked, sometimes.

Being in high school was hard work. There were always stressors in this teenage girls life. I struggled with social anxiety up until now (where I’ve grown in social skills, I’m still an introverted person).

Along came college and my stomach issue subsided a little. The drinking increased and the crappy ass food did as well. I was always making coffee and boxed dinners.

Fast forwarding to after graduating college and landing an excellent job as a dental assistant. My stressors have gone down believe it or not (with all the stupid bills adulthood brings with it). My drinking continued to increase, especially after a broken heart. Life’s funny sometimes, but god am I glad I’ve been through what I have.
I also went to the dermatologist to get help with my breakouts and it turns out I have rosaeca due to the inflammation in my body. It’s spreading everywhere!!

Needless to say, I’ve made you read all of ^^^^^ that to let you know I was finally tired of feeling run down, exhausted, bloated, and sick after eating everything! It’s my time to heal my body from the inside out. I’m going to journal my experiences. Stay with me, if you will!


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