Caution: The following content may be considered unsuitable for anyone who can't handle talk about poop, or lady-parts.
Don't be a p-word. I'm only gonna get into another Crohn's complication... Though, while I do ask you to consider my warning, please also consider that this information is both very personal, and something that I have been arguing with myself about sharing in this blog since I received it. Here goes...
I saw my GI Dr. this morning. I have been in some pain, and needed her to scope things out for me, and sort of ease my mind. About a week ago, I started experiencing sharp pains in the va-jay when I sat down, shifted my body, or moved in certain ways. I take care of myself. I don't sleep around, and I am certainly not a candidate for a sexually transmitted infection. But, when your privates scream for attention, you must assess the situation at hand. Not to mention, female Crohn's patients are also to be on the lookout for any strange body changes.
I was immediately put on two antibiotics without even being seen by my physician. Dr. Flier was unable to meet with me until 4 days after I had called and explained what my issue was to her. The pain subsided minimally with those medications, and the number my fevers have lessened, but what I had originally noticed -HERE IT COMES- [which were two small, very painful pin-holes in my skin of my very personal woman part] had not.
When Dr. Flier spoke with me this morning, we eliminated some ideas of what this problem could be. We also started some blood work to check my inflammatory markers to monitor any infection in my body. If I am flaring, which I am, those white blood cells will multiply... so either way, I am anticipating some movement in those numbers. We, and I say we because my Dr. includes my thoughts and feelings in the treatment that she gives me, decided that imaging is necessary because I am most likely dealing with a Rectovaginal Fistula.
A Rectovaginal Fistula is a tunnel that borrows from the rectum into the walls of the vagina.
So, basically you're telling me that my vagina is connected to my anus?
I have a Vaganus??
Score. Awesome. What now?
Well, first thing Monday morning, Dr. Flier will call me with the results of my labs. We will begin imaging [MRI] following this, and perform the needed surgery to repair my 'situation'.
Good Grief. I guess I'm writing about this because most people don't even know what Crohn's Disease is, let alone that these complications can arise. They can arise fairly regularly, at that. I am adding to my usual public humiliation with this post, because I want other patients to know that no matter what, things can be helped. Pain can be alleviated. And these seemingly strange and mysterious body alerts must be given the necessary attention.
This is a diagram of an Anal Fistula.
Can you imagine this happening to your hoo-ha?? NO bueno.
This noise HURTS.
There you have it. I thought I had experienced tons. Nope.
It seems that my ass has much more to show me. I rescheduled my Social Security Disability Meeting until next Wednesday so that I can sort this out. You're more than welcome to check back, and read along for the ride. If you can handle the content.
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