Just as I suspected, he's everything we've come to expect from modern medical training. Among the "encouraging" words:
> CC is harder to treat than LC (lucky me!)
> this "thing" will come and go frequently (in other words, get used to it)
> the best we can hope for is to get the D under control so it doesn't run your life (um, thanks, but pardon me if I hold out for
a little more than that!)
And to that end, after surveying his computer screen of the list of possible Rx options, he promptly wrote a script for Colestid, 2 mg twice a day. Great. Now I'll be bound up like a brick, keeping all the toxins sitting inside my already inflamed gut.
I'm seriously considering giving into my rebellious side and ignoring his instructions. I'm down to 2 BM's a day -- the first one this AM was *almost* Norman --- so I can't imagine why he thought I needed major D control like this.
Given his pedantic nature, I knew better than to waste my breath on the possibility of achieving remission with dietary measures…..
As annoying as it is having to put up with D, it's really the only clue I have that something I ate doesn't agree with me and I need to red-flag it. If I'm all bound up, I'll never know if I'm eating stuff that I shouldn't, and it will do even more damage to my gut as it sits in there for who knows how long…..
Maybe I should flip a coin…...
