I found this site after talking with my urologist and turning to Dr. Google for answers and hope. It seems like lots of answers exist, but not a lot of hope. I was diagnosed last month and have been put in a low dose of Amitryptylin for starters. I meet with my urologist again in a few weeks to discuss and start other meds (among them elmrion).
I'm twenty years old, and I can't help but feel like I'm too young for this to happen to me. The fact that it is is so incredibly depressing. I'm on the IC diet, and being a college student, it's so incredibly hard for me to find things to eat that sometimes I just don't bother and stick to crackers or bread. With the holidays here and gone, it's been especially hard. I do have great friends and family who try to have stuff available for me to eat, which is nice: But I feel bad because they have to go out of their way.
I came here and read some great stories that gave me way more hope than Dr. Google, but I'm still struggling with this. I mean, this is permanent. I feel like I should have been twice my age when something this permanent happened. I wanna know, is it going to get worse? Better? Or is it going to stay the same? I'm already struggling with premature arthritis and degenerating joints, which really doesn't help much either.
In the face of this, how do you stay positive when it seems so hopeless? Do you eventually accept it and move on? I'm sorry for seeming like such a downer, but it just seems really bleak right now, especially now that bills from all the tests are coming in.
It is nice, though, to peruse this community and see hope and encouragement. So, maybe someday I can look on this diagnosis with a lighter outlook.
Sincerely,
Amanda
I'm twenty years old, and I can't help but feel like I'm too young for this to happen to me. The fact that it is is so incredibly depressing. I'm on the IC diet, and being a college student, it's so incredibly hard for me to find things to eat that sometimes I just don't bother and stick to crackers or bread. With the holidays here and gone, it's been especially hard. I do have great friends and family who try to have stuff available for me to eat, which is nice: But I feel bad because they have to go out of their way.
I came here and read some great stories that gave me way more hope than Dr. Google, but I'm still struggling with this. I mean, this is permanent. I feel like I should have been twice my age when something this permanent happened. I wanna know, is it going to get worse? Better? Or is it going to stay the same? I'm already struggling with premature arthritis and degenerating joints, which really doesn't help much either.
In the face of this, how do you stay positive when it seems so hopeless? Do you eventually accept it and move on? I'm sorry for seeming like such a downer, but it just seems really bleak right now, especially now that bills from all the tests are coming in.
It is nice, though, to peruse this community and see hope and encouragement. So, maybe someday I can look on this diagnosis with a lighter outlook.
Sincerely,
Amanda
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