Tonight has been a god-awful night with the ulcerative colitis. As I briefly mentioned in my last post, that I've been on a medicine that isn't making my symptoms any better.
Well. I thought it wasn't making my symptoms any better. Turns out, it might have been helping, even if just a little bit.
I was very busy last night, and today, and forgot, for the first time in the 6 months I've been prescribed this medicine, to take it.
I'm now paying the price.
I've been absolutely miserable for a good 4 hours. It is taking me back to when I first got my UC symptoms and everyone, myself included, thought I was dying. It's calming down a bit now, but I swear to a god which I don't even believe in, if my doctor can't make me better soon, I'm going to lose my mind.
