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By the time I got to hospital it was actually a relief to be there, I could just let go and concentrate on getting well again. I was taken in to A&E and fitted with a canula in my arm which they use to put Intravenous Steroids and other drugs and fluids in to you. Then I was given my first dose of IV steroids, it felt weird – like a cold sensation going up the veins in your arm. Next they hooked me up to an IV bag of saline solution to re-hydrate me. So there I was lying on a trolley with a pipe going in my arm and I couldn’t really go anywhere apart from to the loo! In fact I didn’t really want to go anywhere or do anything by then, so I just lay there all day waiting to go to the ward. In the early evening they took me up to the ward, which was a GI ward so everyone there had stomach and bowel problems, boy did it smell of poo! But then I guess that’s what you’d expect. I was lucky to be in a brand new hospital and because I was so ill they put me in my own room, which had an en-suite toilet and shower, naturally I made good use of the toilet. There was also a TV but to be honest I felt so awful I couldn’t even be bothered to watch it. Hospitals are weird places you always have people coming in and checking you and giving you more drugs, even at night when you think you can have a nice sleep they wake you up for stuff. I learnt all about the Bristol scale of Stools (poos) and had to keep a diary documenting each poo I had what consistency it was on the Bristol scale and the time it happened, so they could tell how I was progressing. There was a constant round of blood tests every day. I also had to provide regular stool samples, had several xrays and another colonoscopy. They were keeping a constant check on me, and one of the concerns was that I may develop a Toxic Megacolon, which is where your colon becomes enlarged and is a life threatening condition requiring immediate surgery to remove the colon, something I was understandably very, very keen to avoid. I was also not really eating much except soft fruit, because anything left me in real agony and that was the least painful thing to eat, so my weight was still falling as you can’t really gain weight eating just fruit and with a lot of pooing going on. After nearly a week on IV steroids things still weren’t really improving and I was frightened.

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