I recently asked both my parents what they thought when they were told I had Crohns, this is what my mum had to say...
Hannah
and Crohn’s from a mum’s perspective
My
daughter Hannah has recently been diagnosed with Crohn’s Disease. She is 19 years of age and in her second year
at Coventry University studying Event
Management.
She
is my eldest child, I also have an 18 year old son who is hoping to go to Uni
next year. Both of my children have
sailed through their childhood years with only the usual minor ailments –
coughs, colds etc.
Hannah
completed her first year at uni with flying colours, she was happy, healthy and
very pleased to have secured a house to live in for herself and 4 friends for
their second year at uni. It was at
about this time that she was getting quite bad stomach pains
and was duly put on Codeine to control the pain, blood tests were taken which
confirmed an inflamed bowel and a hospital appointment came through for
December. After suffering severe
sickness one weekend a couple of weeks later she rang me and I advised her to
go back to her GP straightaway who took more blood tests, she was now anaemic
and had lost a stone in weight. I felt
helpless that she was in Coventry
and I was in Bedfordshire, it’s awful to have your daughter crying on the phone to
you when normally she is bright and cheerful.
Her GP advised her to attend A&E in Coventry without delay. Hannah rang me and we took the decision for
her to come home and the next day we went to A&E at our local hospital in Stevenage, the Lister, where I work as a medical
secretary.
We
saw 3 doctors that day and eventually Hannah was admitted to the ward with a
provisional diagnosis of Crohn’s Disease.
It was almost a relief for Hannah to have confirmed what she already
suspected, having read up on Crohn’s on the internet, she was displaying the 4
main symptoms. I had also read up on the
disease but somehow I couldn’t get my head around the fact that my normally
healthy daughter might actually have quite a debilitating condition.
Hannah
was admitted at 1 am in the morning having been in A&E since just after 9
am the day before, I was almost beside myself with tiredness, exhaustion and
worry but Hannah remained calm and cheerful throughout it all knowing that
finally she was in the right place and her treatment had started with a saline
drip and steroids.
Myself,
Darren and Elliot spent most of that weekend at Hannah’s bedside (in shifts)
staying with her for as long as we could.
She was having regular blood tests, intravenous drips, injections for
pain relief etc. She was also taken off
her beloved Codeine and the pain was almost unbearable, Paracetamol giving some
relief. It’s not nice to see your
daughter suffering in such a way. The
staff on the ward were all marvelous and the weekend passed in a blur of
hospital visits, I didn’t really have time to sit down and take in all the
implications.
Although
I did not get to speak to the doctors on the ward, Hannah was kept informed of
progress. She was taken for a
colonoscopy the first morning on the ward which confirmed Crohn’s. As she is 19 she is classed as an adult and
so the staff spoke directly to Hannah rather than through us. At times it was difficult for me to hold back
my emotion when you see your daughter in obvious pain. I was just glad I was there for her to hold
her hand, stroke her hair, read to her and keep her spirits up.
I
settled into a routine of popping in to see Hannah before work, at lunchtimes
and then after work. I have been working
at the Lister for almost a year, I think Hannah felt comforted by the thought
that I was just across the car park and it certainly made visiting so much
easier. My nephew Matt is also a porter
at the Lister and he was brilliant popping in to see Hannah whenever he could
and making her laugh.
Each
day she was improving. Finally after 5
days Hannah was allowed to come home and Matt wheeled her out in a
wheelchair. Armed with an array of
literature and tablets Hannah was just pleased to be home and started her daily
concoction of medication. An MRI Scan
and second colonoscopy were booked followed by a follow up appointment in
Clinic F.
We
have all had to get used to Hannah being at home on a full time basis and it
has been quite a challenge to cook food that is nutritious but which doesn’t
give her a flare up. Hannah has done a
lot of research on the internet but I think it was most helpful when we met
with the Speciality Nurse in the Clinic who basically went through everything
with Hannah. Dr Khan, Hannah’s
consultant, also popped in to say hello and very kindly but firmly told her
that she had to own the disease, they could give her the medication but the
more she did to help herself and keep a positive attitude, then there was no
reason why she should not resume a normal life and go back to uni in the New
Year. Deborah the nurse also gave her a
card with contact details and she knows she can contact her at any time if she
has a problem. Her medication has been
changed and she is having weekly blood tests.
Hannah
has started a blog, it’s something she can channel her thoughts into and
hopefully give advice and help to fellow sufferers. It seems to be creating a lot of interest and
it is lovely to see Hannah with her old spark back.
It’s
been a huge learning curve for us all but I am so proud of the way Hannah has
dealt with it all. Our lives will never
be the same again but if anyone was going to get Crohn’s then it may as well be
Hannah as she has the strength and courage to deal with it in the best way
possible.
It
has been amazing the number of people I have spoken to who know of someone who
has Crohn’s. It is far more common than
we had realised. It is also genetic but
we have no knowledge of anyone in the immediate family who has suffered with
it. There seems to be a an awful lot of
support for the person with the Crohn’s but I, as a parent, have not been
offered any support or advice. I am
learning through Hannah how to manage it but sometimes I feel quite inadequate
as a mother. It’s difficult to gauge how
much I can do to help or should I simply let Hannah get on with it, after all
it’s something she has got to learn to live with. I can only use my common sense and a mother’s
instinct and hope that I get it right.
