IC Awareness Challenge – Days Seven and Eight…

In another effort to stop clogging the feeds with the things, I am going to combine days seven and eight – Treatment and Friendship.

Day Seven – Treatment. I am not in any specific treatment plan for my IC, as I have said before, but I do work on managing my diet as much as possible and also taking my vitamins and Advil. I am going to talk to my doctor next week about potentially starting on a tricyclic antidepressant that I have been researching that helps with chronic pain, but that conversation has yet to happen. I am very wary of medications, but it seems a lot of patients in my studies I have looked at really are helped by this, and it seems worth a try, at the very least. I have also considered pelvic floor therapy – something my doctor and I discussed last month – to try to help me with some of my issues in that area, so we will see. I know options are open and get wider open every time a new discovery is made, so I try to stay on the forefront of all of it…. which can be exhausting for sure.

Day Eight – Friendship. If I am being honest, my friends are the fucking best. My friends keep me afloat on the days I want to toss in the towel and bury myself in my blankets. In fact, many of them offer to come help build the blanket fort and stay with me, lol. I miss my friends, a lot, because life doesn’t allow us to spend the time together we’d like. But thanks to social media, I am in contact with them a lot of the time, and they offer support I have never known. They may not understand what I am going through directly, but they know me well enough to know when I need a kick in the ass or a pick me up. I am so grateful for the little village I have amassed, and I don’t know what I would do without them. And I am able to be knowledgeable and help them with bullshit because I have been through – and am going through – bullshit, so it works for everyone. And really, that’s all I want – to be able to help someone with my own experience and knowledge of things. I mean, it’s the least I could do, really. Build a bigger table, not a wall.

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I know you think your friends are the best.
Sorry, you’re wrong … mine are 🙂

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