Last night I was up late, because I didn't feel well (shocking, I know). So this morning I slept in while my husband and son got up and went to work & school. Around 8:00 I came downstairs and as I was walking down the stairs, the phone rang. It was my GI doctor. My hydrogen breath test was negative, and my most recent blood work showed a slightly elevated CRP (a marker of inflammation). He is putting me back on the entocort. I was actually considering asking him to put me on predisone, so this is a better solution to my misery. I was sort of hoping the breath test would show bacterial overgrowth, as that is easily treatable with antibiotics, but no such luck for me. Ever. It seems my body always wants to do things the hard way.
Since the doctor called I haven't really left the couch except to go to the bathroom. I've been very light headed today, so I've been trying to drink more (even though that means more trips to the bathroom, and not necessarily for #1). I finally gave in and just decided to stay put, since moving around makes me even more light headed. I am so worried about our vacation, and that I won't be able to do anything. We considered cancelling it, but we cancelled our last vacation, and my son was so disappointed, I hate to do that to him again, so we paid the vacation off, and are now committed to going. Maybe with the entocort I'll start feeling a little more human and will be able to enjoy our trip. At least I can hope so.
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