Let the good times roll...

I think it's safe to say the Remicade is doing absolutely wonderful things. I just cannot even fathom why or how this drug works so well for me. I guess my body just needed that year and a half off of it because the differences are night and day. It's not even like I have to wonder if its working because things have completely changed, dramatically.

Honestly, I got my infusion on a Friday, and by Saturday I felt better. Insane, right? And then after that I feel like things only kept getting better and better. Right now I am satisfied with where I am at. I feel confident and comfortable carrying through with plans and I've certainly enjoyed my new-found freedom the past two weeks. Maybe a little bit too much. But hey, I deserve it!

I was really, really happy because I got to travel to Maryland on Thursday to see my best friend, Claire, in Frederick, MD. We took in a Frederick Keys game and then went out and had a wild time, as always. But I just cannot describe to you how good the freedom of health feels when I go out now. Sure, I still have to worry about my bag, but those problems are usually fixable and minor. And after visiting Claire I took a detour up north and strolled around the new museum at Gettysburg. Again, something I probably wouldn't have been comfortable doing two weeks ago...especially after the night we had.

Also, I've been eating fruits and vegetables again, which I basically removed from my diet before because they caused so many problems. I try not to go too crazy with them because it's still not perfect when I indulge in rubbish, but it's nice to have some variety back. I don't feel like my choices are simply carbs and meat all the time and that's a really nice thing to experience.

So now the next step you are wondering? I need to get this MRI done that I've been putting off for two weeks. I know it's going to show nothing but I want to have the results in time for my follow up in Maryland on the 23rd. I am hoping and praying that my doctor will be receptive to me inquiring about hooking these pipes back up. I know last time they hooked me back up they needed to do a colonoscopy to make sure things looked tame but perhaps there is something else they can do to make that judgment.

I just want to move on with my life. And even if they won't let me have the surgery sooner, I am still grateful that I am on Remicade and feeling this amazing.

What a difference a year makes, huh?