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RE: 40k @ 40

in #steem6 years ago

When I was 16 I got sick with ulcerative colitis but was misdiagnosed for a year where it became chronic. It was so bad I had to have a blood transfusion at 18 years of age. One of the medications I was on gave my pancreatitis 6 times in a year and was at such a high dose it was eating away my hip bones and almost killed me - the damage done still has major effects on me in various ways. It is also why I have the infusion treatment (currently monthly) at the hospital.

I will never be healthy but, I have made it this far and still managed to live somewhat of a life and travel the world. It has rarely been easy or comfortable though.

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That is shit m8 to have to deal with those gastrointestinal issues at such an early age. I have had to deal with severe bowl issues, but they only started 6 years ago well into my 30'S. I'm always thankful for the time when I was healthy, and being sick now just reminds me to never take it for granted again if I get back to how I was.

I remember you telling me a little about these issues at steemfest, but I didn't know they'd gone on so long.

Anyway, cheers for answering my question m8 :)

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At one point, I was weighing in at 47 kilos (I was 80+ at SF) and it really wasn't a pretty look. One thing I did manage to do all the way through though was work :D

I'm the opposite m8. I'm 17 stone but have the same build as when I was 15 stone everywhere else but my belly... which is distended like a pregnant cow. 7 years of trying different medications, and no relief. It's ok until I bend at the waist, and then puking happens, or I ride a bike and then belching happens... and puking again.

At the moment my life is making enough money online to not have to do anything physical.

Yeah, keep on working to the best of your abilities... otherwise you're just giving up.

Chronic illness is a horrible cross to bear, but as long as u do the best you can make lemonade from lemons... and all the tired metaphors that mock every day that shity physicality makes a devil's advocate of it all, is born out for days that don't suck.