Oh yeah!

Hi blog.  I forgot about you.  Sorry about that.

In follow-up to my last post, I actually did submit "poohlates" to UrbanDictionary, ta-daaah!

                                                                             Ttthhhhp

Sadly (or not?) there was no discernible difference in my poop that next day, at least not in a way that's as noticeable as when I do yoga.  But it was still good for me to exercise.

Also, in follow-up to two posts ago, I have determined that it was my Celexa dosage making me puke.  I'm now taking half the dose in the am, and half in the pm and not puking (except for when I do things like have crab bisque for lunch and follow it up with an iced coffee.  That sure got my juices gurgling!)  My mood has been okay, even when I do get my little bitch-snaps I try to remind myself to not hate on strangers so much, and try to move past things a little faster.  Gut-wise things are pretty steady.  I admittedly played with fire a tad a few weeks ago by taking two lemon-drop shots at a Karaoke bar.  Luckily most of the consequences I faced were directly linked to staying up until 3am and not so much the consumption of sissy shots.

The hair loss finally seems to be slowing down, but the acne doesn't seem to want to leave.  I'm sure humid polluted air doesn't help. But all-in-all I'm rebounding, and my Gastro even dared to put "nearing remission" in my chart last I was there.  Fingers crossed and cheeks clenched!

xoxo
Li'l Crohnsie

Poohlates

I'm totally submitting that word to urban dictionary.  Core exercises always do awesome things to my poop.  Not that my poops have been bad lately, but I'm very curious to see if I'm dropping twigs tomorrow, or big ol' poohlates molded logs. Stay tuned...

~Li'l Crohnsie

Serenity NOW!

I can't recall if I mentioned my increase of Celexa, but I've gone up from 10 to 20mg a day, and it is working wonders!  Of course there will always be people I want to punch in the eye, but I can now advance beyond that impulse faster than I could before.  This is not to say I don't often wonder if it's a bad thing to be masking my natural instincts and reactions, but I think the pros outweigh the cons.  I don't see us leaving the city any time soon, so for now it's necessary.

I'm not sure if being calmer is helping, or if it's all credited to the Lialda, but my poop has been great lately.  I've been eating whatever I want and have succumbed to my summer indulgence of Iced coffee every morning, and touch wood it hasn't wrecked me yet (tho I am still avoiding booze at all costs). I've been trying to get to the gym at least twice a week, usually on my lunch break.  I'll do some push ups and yoga stretches, then ride the exercise bike while lifting 5lb free weights for 10-15 minutes.  J and I also walk dogs for our neighbors, which is a great little workout in itself- especially when the dogs are three pit bulls and a giant chow mix.

So overall I'm feeling better, holding steady and hoping to stay that way.  I've been going to a great new pharmacy, where there's never a line and the service is excellent.  I think my hair is coming out a little less, and maybe my skin is clearing up?  Send some positive, pore-clearing thoughts my way.

xoxo
Li'l Crohnsie