Fanfare...
Hoorah, I have an official diagnosis to what's been wrong with me the past 3 weeks.
I have... Colitis.
Actually, its not really 'hoorah', more of an 'Oh, right'. See, I've been told that since it's the 3rd flare up since the pneumonia, and since each attack is a little worse than before, then it's most likely going to be a chronic disorder, rather than an acute one.
Chronic meaning lasts forever and ever.
So, meet LMPP. On drugs 4 times a day for life. And with dodgy bowels.
Told you I was ill, didn't believe me did you. You know who you are.
I have... Colitis.
Actually, its not really 'hoorah', more of an 'Oh, right'. See, I've been told that since it's the 3rd flare up since the pneumonia, and since each attack is a little worse than before, then it's most likely going to be a chronic disorder, rather than an acute one.
Chronic meaning lasts forever and ever.
So, meet LMPP. On drugs 4 times a day for life. And with dodgy bowels.
Told you I was ill, didn't believe me did you. You know who you are.
Oh God...that's terrible! At least they figured out the right diagnosis finally!!
I hope your butt starts feeling better soon... :)
Well I'll be looking out for the brown spot on the back of the wedding dress.
Let's hope it doesn't turn into toxic megacolon and that the drugs help.