March is a month I have started to dread coming..
March 2015 was my diagnosis date closely followed around 2 weeks later with a bowel perforation and a scary time with sepsis.
March 2016 fell during my 6 week stay in hospital last year, 2 operations and another run in with sepsis.
March 2017 hasn’t been quite as dramatic but a week was spent in hospital with a bad flare of Crohn’s and a few very rough days.
My great granda used to always say if you survive March you’ll be alright for the rest of the year. I think I am working to this theory!
Although March has brought some rough days and weeks with illness this week has been one of good news! A job opportunity and an offer from a university for a place on a nursing course.
It’s funny how you get so used to a constant string of bad news and suddenly get a lot of good news it feels surreal and you appreciate it a whole lot more.
Although I’m still not feeling the best I am more determined than ever to try and get back to some kind of normality- the steroids kicking in too definitely helps 😂.
Life with illness is unpredictable and brings plenty of frustrations and bad days but it just means you have to celebrate the good news and good days all the more! 👌💪