Period Talk - For When Crohn's Isn't Enough

A large part of this blog is how my body just doesn't want to cooperate with my mind, focussing on Crohn’s and how it affects me.

I want to go somewhere, I get sick.

I want to see someone, I get sick. 

When I try to not let it affect me, it does and so forth.

But I thought in this post I would branch out and talk about other moments when the body just doesn't do what you want or when you want it to.

And New Year’s was one of those moments.

So it was a miraculous…miracle(?) when I had a party to go to and Crohn’s was not on my mind. Ok, so it was on my mind a little but for the most part it was pretty safe to say that I had something a lot better occupying my mind this New Year.

Remember the post about the FWB situation?

Well I've still been talking to him…unfortunately only talking. But I received a message from him (in my post about it, I called him F) asking if I was available New Years. Of course we both had parties to go to that night but there was nothing wrong with ‘catching up’ beforehand.

And if that wasn't good enough news, my Crohn’s has been (somewhat) at bay. But that didn't matter, because I had decided that I was going to go anyway.  I wasn't going to be the Crohn’s patient.

I was going to my friend’s party.

I was going to F's place.

And I was going to have a fantastic start to the New Year.

Then on the 31^st I woke up and went to the bathroom.

I had my period.

At first I was in denial.

“No, no, no, this cannot be happening!” I thought as I went back to my bedroom and into bed.

This wasn’t fair! Why today?

I distracted my mind with other things, hoping that maybe I was wrong. But when I went to have a shower, there was no denying that it had come.

My body decided that today would be the day I got my period. I checked my calendar for the last time I had it, and it had arrived on the 4^th of December. And today was the 31^st.

It was early.

Really?

My body and I are so not on the same page.

To say I was upset would have been a bit of an understatement. For once in weeks I wasn't worried about Crohn’s. I had things in place in case something happened. I knew what to do if something happened and I had thought of everything. I have been taking my medication (not that I think it’s doing anything, but whatever) and for once I wasn't going to let Crohn’s from stopping me being young. And wild.

My period stopped me instead.

It’s amazing how our bodies work.

It’s also incredible how they seem to know how to screw us over at the same time.

When one thing is under control, something else seems to happen.

So I didn't go over to that guys place that night.

But I did go over to my friends New Year’s Eve Party.

I caught up with friends that I haven’t seen in weeks/months. I even managed to have something to drink – mainly because my best friend was shoving shots and all manner of cocktails in my face. And I even ate while I was there! This was a big deal for me, guys!

So I didn't make it till midnight.

Yeah, around 11:30 my body had had enough and I thought I’d better not push it. But I was really proud that I had actually made it to a party and had a good time. Even if my friends gave me a nervous look every time I went to the bathroom – it was only to pee, I swear!

So like I thought it would, my body didn't cooperate with me this New Year’s. It just wasn't in the way I expected.