April 16th – From Potty Training to Crohn’s Control

1999:  Went to Edon’s and screamed and cried when mum left.  How can she still walk away?  She must have a heart of stone.  When she picked me up later mum said we were going to Donals and then on to see Aunty Karen and that I had to have a nappy on.  I didn’t want it though and when she picked me up to leave; I bit her and slapped her 3 times in the face.  I think she was a bit upset, but so am I, I’m fine without my nappy – and I proved it.  We drove straight to Karen’s – no Donals now – and I fell asleep in the car, AND stayed dry the whole time.  We went for a walk to the police station and I posted a letter through the letterbox.  It was great, loads of police cars and vans, didn’t see any policemen though, which was a bit disappointing.  Mum reckons I won’t be so eager to see the long arm of the law when I get older.  When we got home I did a wee on the toilet and didn’t have a nappy on at all this evening. Mother you have to trust me!

2019: Jesus! I look back at this and other pics and see how ill I was with my Crohn’s 2 years ago. I was losing weight even on steroids. I have come a long way since then and since surgery. Am not liking the thought of immunos again due to fear of sepsis return, but nor do I want to be so uncontrolled. Hoping to start injections when I see the doc next week. Hopefully I will then have a better physical and emotional control on things

#mentlahealth #crohns #IBD #physicalhealth #growingup #toddlers #adults #weight

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