I thought that I was controlling Crohns Disease.
Up until my surgery at 23, I thought that I was doing well controlling my Crohn’s with diet and prayer. This did control the symptoms of Crohn’s. But, what was really going on was that I had basically stopped eating anything. I became anorexic. I did not even see this coming because my idea of what Anorexia is was all based around concerns about being fat, or having a bad physical self-image.
To my mind, cutting back on what I let myself eat was not an eating disorder; I was just in control of my disease. As the Crohns got worse, I pretty much cut everything out of my diet. Watermelon was the only thing I could eat with no problem.
Still thinking I was in control, my mind accepted the times I would purge as just another part of controlling my disease. Not until a friend called me on it did I start to think purging was an issue, and I worked towards stopping that part.
Not purging after I ate left me feeling guilty and bad about myself. Out of necessity, I still continued to limit what I did eat. In reality, this could only last a few years.
Guilt, self-abuse, and the fact that I did have Crohns Disease finally caught up with me. I remember it was the day after Halloween, a Saturday, that I started to get really sick. I called my work on the Monday and said that I would not be able to make it in that week. By Wednesday, I called back and said that I did not think I would be able to make it back at all. The realization that I had lost control was starting to hit me.
S.
[Editor’s note: Sheri’s writings are spread out over time so they’re not strictly a follow-on from the previous writing. I’m sure you will find them most interesting and, hopefully, find her experiences and positive messages helpful. Below are links to Sheri’s personal journey experience writings and thoughts. You can also access these links from the side menu, or the “About Me” menu on the top-right of the page. ]
- About Me — My “Pull Through” Journey — Introductions
- [Current Page] Controlling Crohn’s Disease? Anorexia worked! Until it didn’t.
- Accepting the Hospital ~ No other choice left.
- Transferring Closer to Home
- Yesterday I Cried ~ With an agenda.
- It’s OK to Cry
- My Prescription Drug Addiction — Good or Bad?
- Leaving the Poor Me Stage
- My Journey of Pulling Through — Final Thoughts
