Firstly, thanks for a very practical and informative-in-the-useful-sense forum!
I have just registered, and very happy to have found this community.
I have LC, relatively recently diagnosed, which I believe has plagued me for much of my life due to the bowel symptoms I’ve had over the years.
Most noteworthy of late, is the immense superpower to shite anytime, anywhere, for any reason…
I have a mental log of prized memories that are the highlight reel, of which I’d like to share:
*Shitting the bed…in hospital. During the day. Visiting a friend. I was asked by a nurse if I’d like to go check myself in down at the emergency department. That seemed to illustrate how intense a moment it was when having to move the person I was visiting from their bed to change it because their visitor had shat all over it when sitting beside them.
*Getting pulled over by a very leisurely police officer when I needed to get to a toilet, and having to dive out the drivers door past him like a falcon swooping towards its prey, run around the passenger side, and commencing to unleash the loudest spattering series of sharts I’ve ever created in the outdoors, while he was frozen next to my open driver door, muttering incoherently - clearly in a state of olfactory shock.
*Teaching an anatomy class, reaching down to pick up my marker off the floor. My ass decided it couldn’t take the pressure and let out a dainty little stream of liquid stench as I was bending over. There was a series of shocked and disgusted reactions from my pupils, which silenced as I slowly stood up straight. I turned to them, and said “we will be moving on to the digestive system - it seems to be the theme for today…right after I go finish this clearly more urgent matter”. I then sent them on a break, opened a window, and went to the bathroom attempting not to make a very unique squelching sound with each step on the way.
*Standing in a line at a doctors office..I was feeling very quickly the urgent pressure to go, however when I turned to head towards the throne room, I pooed. The poo itself was silent, as liquid poo can be, however it was the stench that gave away the unwelcome visitor, and it was clear on all the faces that turned my way how disruptive that foul odour was. I waved and said “my colon is my worst enemy; clear a path for risk of collateral damage, thank you”.
*And of course, the always impressive waking up in a brown liquid that is coating your lower half and your bed, because you’re so exhausted from the previous days’ worth of significant throne-time.
Now, most of the time I must fast (NBM) from around 4pm the day before if I want to go out the next day, and only eat/drink when I get home. I’m on Budesonide however unable to taper due to the Return of the Random Most Frequent Sharts that revisits with a vengeance. Mesalazine/mesalamine hasn’t worked, and cholestyramine made my bowel bleed from some unknown region that didn’t have the decency to give me a break between BM’s.
The specialist is skipping to Entyvio after another colonoscopy soon…apparently it’s supposed to work better for someone with LC combined with the other lovely health challenges I have.
I’m so glad you guys have shared much info and personal stories here, and I’m looking forward to reading and learning much more about LC